No use living in the past

Because the future is

Here

And here

Here

And

Here

Here

Again here

And...

Now alone in February,
little ghosts roam in your nuclei
as warm honey swelling from down to up
and shaped into circles just as so.

They wear you like a coat –
they make babies on the linen.

When you talk to other red-faced girls,
phantoms spread their legs
and replicate the words
into antennae that thaw your lone chest.

I apologize for having supposedly left,
but see, it is me you’re feeling
when you cannot breathe.

Ocean - lilting azure waves
sway of moon, clouds to hide before the tide
night touching blue - the earth and sky
caressing light - the darkest sea
only a moment
only salt rain

He hides his true intentions under a cloak of lies,
He seems like the perfect knight for the princess,
But it always seems,
That he never is,
He hides a knife under this hidden cloak,
And strikes whenever least expected,
And leaves a girl with a broken heart,
Bleeding with heartbreak,
And he leaves with a smile on his face,
To get another victim,
With his trusty knife,
And his trusty Cloak,
To strike another merciful heart,
But that is when the Brave Avenger comes,
And Slays him,
With a few blows of truth,
And mends the girls heart,
And,
The girl and the Avenger live happily ever after,
-Skycraft28