Wednesday


a heart set free
a wave of new life laps in with each breath
feel the warmth rush in
dancing through every blood vessel


Monday


I don't know just what I'll do
Everytime you walk into the room
Oh my head is spinning around
And I can't see clearly right now

I don't know if I'll survive,
In this magical land behind your eyes.
And there's all these funny little men,
There all asking me to dance and sing.

Red and yellow, pink and green, purple and orange and blue.

Are all of the colours I see my love, everytime I see you.

I'm wasted
I'm so wasted on you

[Angus & Julia Stone, but these words sing far too deep into my heart for me not to place them here]



Friday

blue frosted eyes glare back into themselves 
one rust stained mirror captures everything
too beautifully
cold greying fingers reach out 
yet that cold harsh wind catches them
too fast
and they retreat

Thursday

not too sure whats going on right now
i can't seem to write anything
i think i need to stop
and sort of this messy head of mine