Is on my back left shoulder.
I forget it's there sometimes.
It is a tree of life and all of it's changes.
Because of it, when I die, I won't be buried with my family.

Just burn me, turn me to dust, return me to the sea.
Because I really don't care what you think of it, or me.

Don't ever leave me
I can not bear without you
I will withdrawal

You are an addiction
And I admit that I'm hooked
You limitless drug

As free as can be
I can't seem to get enough
This feeling is bliss

Inject me with words
And watch me crave even more
*Just from "I love you"

Random messages itched our thoughts
Ambitions freezing my finger tips
cold winds sneaking howling
Biting lonesome dark skin

I met you once again
freshen ideas nightly time munching breakfast at midnight
Hearing pictures in words and laughter pouring in cups spilling smiles on my face

Embraced snuggled zipped splitting air molecules
Gusted besides us swimming via scootercycle
Dreams on asphalts streets
Playing vibrating strings singing lavish harmonies
Making pathways and circuits planted and rooted in my dreams
A lovely scene laid mingled behind sheets
Sprinkled animal hair from dot’s fleece
We serenaded feet graced your arms and hands for seconds it seemed the darkness was retreating

As the morning devoured stars in blanketing arrays
I noticed aglow from the bronze dragon reflecting sunshine
Until days passed
You remained clandestine
As I held purple pink red spastic gloves hostage from this mischief-maker  
I weaseled on spinning two wheels cutting frigid wind-chills
Delighted from this venturing and burning bright globes ahead
Bundled and weaved into festive scarf’s waving behind my ears
Pasting the vacant lots and ghostly streets of mesa
Hearing your sweetly voice echoing

Remembering champagne mystical eyes jolting deeply into my psyche
I step into zoo-esque animals smells greet my senses
Relieved phoenix frostbitten man from a angelic charismatic being
Imprints permanent smiles
emitted ukulele sounds drifting nonchalantly hugging guitar chords speaking nouns

As we migrated past starry night skies hopping walls trekking dirt fields
stayed planted infatuated
from
shooting star enchantment blazes across a cimmerian sparkly flowing
river of objects in the sky
and a constellation under her brilliant champagne eyes
Stills my heart
leading to skipping beats tangled under burgundy laced with hair and our blanets meet

Us
knotted and mangled limbs beneath captive sheets
Eskimos kisses first speaks before our lips meet
Vibrant moans and your kaleidoscopic beauties creeping gently on my ears
Happening in seconds seemingly hours in realities end
Meeting of docile spirits tongues shake hands on pillows creating imaginations laughed
Grinning at this gorgeous peachy feeling giddy
intoxicated each sensation
which moonstruck my consciousness
smitten with a lust illusion or something transcending meaning
since you fascinate me more than a bee to a sweet flower
more than the pull of gravity
more than the tug of earth yanking down rain from the fluffy grey clouds
greater than light auras that attracts insects from a far
You’re a surreal dream in person
Always leading my brain sparked in unspeakable domains

I can see the air
I can taste it
Crisp like winter is coming
Harsh like the cinders in a camp fire
I can see the air
The way you can see snow
And clouds
And fog
The way a microscope can see cells
And a lover can see life
In every space
For miles on in every direction
I remember a car crash
I remember my heartbeat in my throat
And my limbs still and silent
The way you're paralyzed in a dream

But I don't remember why
I don't remember the beat of the rain on the windshield
I don't remember the way your lips sat on your face
Expressionless
Like they might not be there
And there wouldn't be a difference
Or the ten dollars I gave you to get a coffee
And the seven dollars and twenty-three cents I wasn't given in change
The properties of the Hinge Theorem
Being your reason for cutting across the lawn
Every time
That red light in your room
In the corner
Barely visible
Barely noticeable, till it was dark and I couldn't sleep beside you
The way I never saw her cry again
After she shut off the tears
That one time
In my basement
The way her mom never said, "I'm sorry,"
And probably never will
Because what do those things matter now?
It's been a year
Maybe two
Time doesn't heal but it dulls the pain
And I guess that must be the same thing
To adults

No one will believe you.
It hurts.
It's scars they can't see,
Marks they can't realize.

When you say
"I'm abused", they peer curiously at your undressed body.

"I don't see anything."

It's tooken over her body
Now she's an emciated person
Who can't control her actions
Who just eats excessively
Then makes herself throw up
Who tried to make herself skinny at first whiched worked
Then she wanted to stop but she did it to much
Now she has builimia
But no-one knows
But people say
Your too skinny!! You need to gain weight!!
She says I know
And sobs away
People give her a hard time
But they don't know
How she wished it never happened in the first place