Saving Tonite.Untitled By Shan/NigelSaving Tonite.
"Save Tonite, ..." I sing to you,
as we lay wrapped in midnight, a warm summer sheet.
"...And Fight the break of dawn.." I continued,
while listening to your heart, it was counting out the seconds, 2 beats at a time.
"...come tomorrow, tomorrow I'll be gone" I felt warm tears as I moved to kiss you,
half-heard sobs hidden by the silence of the room.
"...It's not easy, to say Goodbye.." I croaked,
cracking from the pressure of hiding the pain. a sharp breath in, I felt you pull me closer.
Untitled-romanticI sat in the coffee shop. The smell of cigarettes, Irish crème, and folded newspapers filled the air, I loved the way this place smelled; it reminded me of Heaven.Untitled-romantic
I saw you walk in, dark eyes behind beautiful frames, Soft curves, underneath beautiful colors. I rose to greet you, or to worship you; I’m still not sure which.
Our hands touched, I’ve never felt electricity before,
But this must be what they meant we they said “you feel a spark”, I sort of hate that expression; it doesn’t do you justice. Lightning bolt, would be a better metaphor, for the impression that
The ScrapBook“I love your work,” I said to you, as a flipped through,The ScrapBook
Your scrapbook. Watching memories of friends, Dance, like ballet, over simple pages, Pressed butter cream sheets, with soft pink lines. I gazed at you, wishing to fit in memories of my own.
“I do have a picture of you” You said with indignation, As if infuriated by my daring to feel excluded. “See right there!”
and there I was, such a weird picture of Me, but it captured my essence completely,
just like I wish you would.
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Drugs have some done good things for us. And if you don't believe drugs have done good things for us. Do me a favor, go home tonight, take all your albums,tapes, and all your CDs, and burn them. 'Cause you know what? They were fucking high!
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