Love is a Flame,

can’t just hold it in your hands.

to burn a hole in the skin

so the finger bones

tattoos you for all to see.

It’s a Fire

keep within your stomach 

bleeding in to stink decay

can’t tame light

Pass it on 

Like sativa saliva

to the invincible, the farthest, the impossible, the loser, the closest

Typing your Soul into a Green Screen

of codes that no one understands,

for the Knowledge is power based on Thin

Air,

is not the way to breath.

and I May not be strong enough to

shut the colliding cells

into quiet oblivion of Friday dinners

and Saturday cocktails.

So walk with me if you will

the rain hurts less when you have 

no Time to Punch in,

and the shadows get their mystery back

once lost in simple gloom.

If you love me like your mixed screams of guitars

that Cover your voice so it’s never clear,

Just take my hand.

the fire is big enough for these two hobos to shine.

Of All the Nights We Could Make

where the Street lights are Dim and Wet

the breeze is chilling but your Jacket’s Soft

and Between your Neck there’s always

words to whisper.

Of All the nights we could have made

putting Notes in That order

and there could Not be another

My colors Bolder, Thicker

like a trance dance

of the hand in your hair.

Of All the Nights you might have spent

Shattering the Air Around with the 

Arrows of your laughter

a Merry-Go Round of fuchsia cotton

sticky candy.

Of all the nights we could make,

I just can only make a Million, on my very own.

I wanna eat you off Alive,

you’re right in escaping 

I wanna take off any layer of skin you built up around your eyes

to make you see that this energy is flowing through 

I’ll probably spit it out on some boxed wrapped rendition

while walking away Head down.

If everyone is on the pill these days

be it off the shelves Xanax

or slow liquid waterfall of peace in a bottle

down the market on the corner next to the newsstand

We all are facing a War

So what is the problem if you are my drug?

The one I need to keep walkin’

confident in the streets of the world

What if I abuse of you?

Don’t you feel good too?

Our words danced in front of those walls of colors and stains

Go ahead and Ignore it

You touched me

and that’s all We’re Fighting for.