Be Longing

Laying in my bed
Tossing over, over, and over, and
Still you aren't here
A dream like waiting
This messed up beginning
Is just life

Hush

tiny bits of things are written
underneath our damaged skin
carved yourself so deeply
it hurts now to hold you in
lay still, as if in illness,
weary daylong naps
somber warm slumber
the warmth inside your lap
this is where you'll always belong
this is where you always begin
passing through me slowly
wearing the exterior thin
   

     I just want something
   to take the cold out
     of this evening dark

Things Untouched

The Stars are untouched
And leave their prints
On shapeless oceans
One million lights
Shine brighter than diamonds
Worth more than gold
(To some)
If you take the time
If you notice
A damaged eye
Is what it takes
To see the perfection
In things untouched
Each star is a kingdom