Rainbow

The clouds go gray, the Earth seems to shake
All stands stock still, as a glass like lake
Skies over this world, shatter into broken shards
It's raining glass. It's raining glass
Your blood red tears, rip me at the seams
I brush them away, still nothing's as it was
Before we conquered love, it's all a game
Your head I hold, fold back your hair
This kiss will heal, what time has torn apart
I'll hold you now, rivers won't take us under
Holding hands and walking together through the rain
We'll guarantee a rainbow at the end

The Desk

Intricate carvings of lusted after names
They wound this desk that I sit upon
It seems like a stranger takes the pen from my hand
What flows forth can only be known
By the author as she knows

Men become hard headed quick, I hate it
Bitterness, as if they are torn
Makes one feel unwanted and discarded
Like the kisses that barely come
Or, come as a surprise, and whither at their best

Please, I'll carve your name here
Into the stone washed by the rain
Yesterday's anguish of a sad lament

I no longer feel, I crave
I crave what can not be defined
By Valentine's or romantic comedies

I'm never whole, feelings of emptiness coincide
With the rich aroma of a breathless plague

Here! The name stays
As a display of star crossed lovers
Intricate, wounded, and forever inked