Take it, take it all.

I gave you my heart
but you wanted my soul.
You take and take,
but I don't got much more.
baby please.

Take it, take it all.

I gave you my heart
but you wanted my soul.
You take and take,
but I don't got much more.
baby please.

Do you realize?

Within dead things,
there was once love.

Anyone got a light?

Why do you smoke, she asked.
When you know its bad for you.
Well dear, I don't plan on living very long.

Soul shattering

And I'd give it all away
for you
it was nothing much
at all
just
my soul.

Handheld lovers

I use to keep track of my lovers on my hand.
It started with a few fingers.
now the times I've been licked or touched
or soul shattering nights, I want to forget, is to much for my small hands to hold,
let alone keep track of.

Satisfying things

• Breaking the "crust" on creme brulee.
• Stirring the foam in a cappuccino/latte.
• Hot showers.
• The first slice of pumpkin pie, for the season.
• putting up decorations.
• painting something, and it turning out just how you wanted it. 
• When the weather starts to get crisp. 
• The smell of an old book store.
• Waking up in the morning with nothing on your agenda. 
• Buying a new outfit and feeling on top of the world. 
• Baking something, and the way the smell lingers in your house. 
• How smooth your legs are when you shave them.
• how soft your stomach is, from the layer of peach fuzz. 
• how your hair smells when its drying, after a nice shower. 
• Finding something new you like on your body (freckles, crooked toe) 
• Warm blankets, fresh out of the dryer.