Genie in a Bottle

Shadows, shadows on my wall...
I heard that song today,
Messing with my head, invading my mind with your memory.
A wonderful feeling to remember you, but painful enough to not do.
That song captivating me, releasing me from reallity to the place that used to be reallity with you.
The lights low, I feel your hands on my hips, as our bodies move rythmically and so perfectly together.
The music pulsating through the speakers, I look at you and smile and you laugh spinning me around.
I feel your hard chest against my back and now your hands move down my arms, holding my hands for a moment, then onto my waist... all the time moving to the music...
You whisper in my ear... telling me that I smell good...
And I think to myself how wonderful you smell...
I turn around to see your beautiful smile,,, and we take each others hands and continue to dance.
I remembered you holding me and how warm and inviting you were...
I remember your eyes, how they sparkled with life and love...
I remembered your smile, the way I looked for it when I entered the room, and nothing else mattered once I saw your face.
I remembered how crazy I was about you, and how beautiful you were to me.
I thought of you today....
I do often...
Rest in Peace my Beautiful Angel, I will remember you always. 

Mirrored Image

A sarcastic grin upon your lips, Blood upon your hands. Not mine, but mine, I and me, The mirrored image that you see. The hurtless hurt one that you bled, Layed in the dirt and left for dead. I knew you cut me, without the stick, I knew you fucked me, the fuckless dick. And now you kiss the lifeless hand, Thinking that your now a man. Knowing what it is I am, you know what I am not. I was and I can be but I won't, As I did and I should do but I don't, Allow your lying heart to touch,,, This reflection can so suit you much. So bleed and tear, rip and kill, Whatever does your black heart thrill, And I will remain within myself, Protected here upon this shelf. 

Idiots Murmer

A fool am I or should I say, The murmerings of an idiots part to play. Alone in the dark, for all to see, Thus I guess it's blind I be. I thought I was here, but it seems I am there, Yet again in the midst of nowhere. Just another day to be the end, The day that does not yet begin. Who are you there, and for what and why, Keep believing I believe your lies, And keep your expectations of me, The things you know you cannot be. Give and take, take and steal... Something that I thought was real. In the dark, alone and blind,,, But I can hear you in the night- Pretending that pretending lie... And the idiots murmering murmer I...