King-Anarky

Theres a space in my heart, A lonely gap, Its shape is familiar, Curved, Beautiful, Its shape is yours. I embrace this shape, Hold it And love it.

Stone numbers run across my lips. A flash of nostalgia in pebble form. I speak softly as if you could hear me, Plant a kiss And send love your way. A message undelivered , A life sorely missed.

I wish, I could apologise, With a sunrise. Early morning kisses on your forehead. The rustle of sheets and a snuggle, No need for naughtiness but a cuddle. With no more goodbyes Just an eternity of good morning Beautiful. And always with i Love you.

Lets dry out our cardboard castles, Wet from the tears in the rain, From all of the pain And start over again. Not as what we knew, But as something brand new, Stronger and closer from the demons we slew. As the connections rise, We can open our eyes And look way past the skies Coz they can not limit us.

I kiss, these black teeth, Playing Minor chords, sad little notes that follow my lowly Heart.

A word, fond to my ears, friendly tones to lift my heart and raise my hopes. now the word is gone, the pillows create an L shape to create comfort, where once was, Love.