The Lights In My Eyes

The trees scream your name
And I just want to feel that, again
That drunken feeling without wine
The passion that was half yours, all mine
Knowing that for five whole minutes, everything would be fine
As long as my heart didn’t cross that skinny line
Those minutes are sometimes all I choose to hold
Like a cup of espresso, grasped tightly in the cold
Those memories, made of gold.

Rich and everlasting.

-KJM

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If you were real, I would play
You. Like a second-hand guitar, both
Familiar and new.
If you were real, I would kiss
You. A wait longer than any
Airport, in this world or

In my head. Oh, if you were
Real.

-KJM

Flickering stars, deliver
Messages to my
Eyes and I
Cry.

I read the message,
And I cry.

-KJM

Is it funny,
Or tragic,
That you control my blood flow?

Even I, do not know

Anymore.

Tonight, is the
Night I dream of
Completion.

Mine, and yours, and
I plead we go
Together.

-KJM

Sunday morning pleasures <3

Coffee, instant
Distraction.
Biscuits, dunking
Deep.

In to the soul.

It’s happening again.

-KJM

When that familiar giddiness no longer comes from wine, but from the heart, you’ve found love.

-KJM

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Sugarplum lips on another black day
Glowing through the promise of noon
Begging the passion of another
Waiting for the light of the moon.
Emerald green eyes on another finished book
Sparkling through the promise of love
Watching the day begin to fall
And feeling the raindrops above.

-KJM

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I knew it was a mistake reaching out to you. Isn’t it funny that the rational mind, cannot fucking stop, erratic beats of the heart?

I’m worth so much more than the empty shells I’ve been given.

-Me