Poet A
I am dangerous wild
Somehow I lost my ability to believe in myself
And I don't want to be here any more. I'm lost.
Don't let love go to waste.
Emotion
I just wanna take care of your wounds.
To kiss the places where your scars have never fully healed
Because I'm not fully healed.
I know that my life is in your hands.
Right now you need to understand that I am more than human
But i am nothing with you

Poet B
As I gaze into myself
through the mirror of your eyes
I see the despair that once was me
fading sweetly from my purest places of black
Yet inside I fear the closeness and intimacy we create
I'm scared of the things you make me feel
And though I think I fear losing you
.....gaining you scares me almost as much
Still it's not you that I fear but myself instead
And what may come of love


Poet A
we are the blues singer inspiration
a haunting melody over the bayou
stories told to scare children to sleep
beneath the gray and imposing sky
we seek to find shelter in others..
the unspoken truth binds us
with whose iii do i see you.
lingering in your shadows
always waiting
always longing
always sighing
restless
you are a dream that fades with the dawning of the day.
your name slides across my lips as my eyes open
the unspoken truth binds us........

Poet B
You try to untie my soul.
But Add only another knot.
Love is just a fable I know by heart
A hunting tale that methodically follows me
Yet refuses to acknowledge my presence
as with arms outstretched to a dying sky
I plead and yearn to be completed.....
either and answer to unasked question,
or just an end, end of pain existence,
anything that will save me from these
bleeding cuts that never heal.......
wounds that run deeper than the soul itself
fragments of meaning and shades of unforgiveness
pain so unbearable it surpasses death
How can a one-winged angel ever fly.....
...only by being joined by another....
beautiful you with damaged me
such effort in holding the pieces together
allseeing you with desperate me
somehow becoming one in my mind

Poet A
You see beneath my skin
Licked the hallows of my wounds
And cried your tears into my jagged crevices
And what may come of love.
always just out of reach
And if you should fall asleep first know that I will
Not be long behind.
Come weep your tears in my lap
Let your sobs rack your body
Howl your pain to the heavens
Weep my tears
standing on the edge of madness and seeing you across the void standing on
the same edge
i know you
i know the name of your soul
i know that this is not the lifetime for us
you are the heaven glorious in your brilliance
i am the sea
floating just beneath the surface so that it is your face i see as my
reflection.
the night is given to us...beloved of eurydice
so howl your tears
call out to the night sky
cry out
and i will answer

Poet B
And though I occasionally fall from the sky
your always there to catch me
in hands soft with the velvet
of unspoken devotion
and cushion my crash
with fingers that close
around me,
strong but oh-so-gentle
like butterflies made of
a child's innocent faith
I will hold you there
lips pressed to my scarred knuckles
whispering strength in your tired ears
as you breathing hope into my heart
quenching my thirst with your depths
and singing me to sleep
on waves of quiet lullabies
sung by this adoring soul
And when I awake
I will open my hands
and lift you up to see the morning
revel in our flight
even as I lose you in the sun's molten glare.



























Poet A=3rd i
Poet B=Knowone