Happiness

Lean on me, but I might break.
And since viagra is the new lust, I'd like to be old once again and spend rainy days with you counting minutes till half past bliss.
just hand me a little of your enthusiasm and I'll give all of it right back, because I just want to know how big your heart is - my hands will hold it, even if they shiver, I have your cheeks to warm them.
I'll go to work, just to know you'll get the whole bed to yourself and you can sleep diagonally even - but I'll take a piece of you with me - no not hair, not flesh...but just a thought of morning breath, of my babies floating about in your belly.
With a smile I'll greet you and kiss you goodnight, then hold my own hands that are attached to your body as I watch you sleep and dream of me, be it in colour or monochrome, I know we'll be just as happy as we are in reality...me with my crown and you with a halo of love-light.

Thorn-Wrapped Hope

Regret and choking sadness reign,
even the tears hold back.
Relief is too dear.

Just pain,
constant and overwhelming.

Though I may not be worthy,
but even the lowliest of dogs..
deserves a heart.

Then again,
hope never dies nor are dreams forgotten.

There's always light at the end f the tunnel.
Though it could be an on coming train,
what if it is heaven bound?