The Songs of The People I've Loved

 You brought out the wild in me. A firey soul filled with passion, Came with ease. You lit a fire in my soul.  But then watched it burn, over and over again. The fire kept you warm. It lit your way. And now we are grasping to make a flame... but isn't love enough? My pain, is your pain. Your pain is mine. Aligned. I wonder if you dream of me when you lay next to me at night,  Or have I faded, when I'm faded?  Hugging the bathroom floor and my chest to stop the pain...you hold me, and love me the same... like I've loved you all of these years. When I think of you my arms tense like they're wrapped around your body. I can smell your sweet scent, and find instant comfort. Cozy, calm, and chaotic. Your eyes draw me in, and push me out like waves. Always stuck in the undertow.  Beautifully gasping for air, but lulled by the consistency.  Let's travel the world Make it our own.  You can tell me exaggerated stories of lore, and I'll eat them up like I once di...

 The vacancy in your eyes haunts me at times,  While there are moments of pure captivation.  Your soul has seen heaven and hell, and I can't tell which one you crave more. You drink coffee black, and pay little to no mind to the world around you. This is your world. Your heart has been torched, but it still beats. Who did this to you? I ache to hold you in my arms as you fall asleep, simply so I can hum whatever tune comes to my head as I play with your hair.  But you are not ready. You want this, but are afraid. And I understand, so I cave.  Melodies crowd your mind,   I'm convinced you have no concept of time. You over indulge,  and my heart explodes.  Because in that moment, I see the pain and heartache.  So it's red wine and whiskey, Now you're feeling frisky, but can you even imagine how high you could get on pure love? How drunk you could get on passion?  But meanwhile, you dance with the devil, She's dressed in your secrets. ...

 You. Your eyes a misty green and blue. An odd alchemy created. Our souls so ancient. Your energy, so gentle, so compassionate. My heart tied to yours, in the strangest way. You hide behind a laugh and a smile,  And I adore that about you. But know that you can unravel whenever you want, and I'm here for you. Your eye for beauty is astonishing.  But even more profound is your capacity for love. I envy that quality of yours, though I'm sure we are more alike than we think. The way you talk with your eyes,  I'm sailing on a journey.  Please continue to spill your guts, over whiskey and ice, in the dawn of the night... And I will continue to fight, for you. We are partners in crime, that have been here before. Thrives of the night... Two kindred souls.

She had a smile that was contagious.  One crooked tooth in her bottom jaw. Her aura, overzealous... And never "sorry" for the joy she caused.  Her laughter rang louder than thunder, and her spirit lighter than rain.  I wonder if I'll ever see her shining face again. She danced under the stars, as if she could hear them sing a song.  Her eyes were bright with wonder. Fairy tales were her religion,  and God was just her mom. Blueberry skies were in her eyes, and not a soul could look away. She'd sneak a cigarette now and then, in hopes to ease the heartache. Her warmth it kept me grounded, while her pain, it brought me tears. She'd lie through her teeth, but it tasted sweet, for just a few short years.  She fought with the weight of the world, and felt urge to shake free. I love her still, though she has passed, I feel her still with me