Inhale

Rough kisses with tints of lipstick

Red lips and roses

Candles

Wine

Within the silence of making love

Listening to every grasp of air taken.

Breathe.

Be Wise

There is a beat

Like the birth of a melody

Drum rolls, soft tunes from the guitar, in the air

Play the strings of her soul, but be gentle, they might break

Delicate like a fetus in the womb yet strong like a soldier

Heart full of gold, but you have to be wise like a leprechaun to steal her soul

Worn Out

When the top to the bottom of your vertebrae is tensed up causing pain to your body

When those blue jeans are more torn than usual

When the candle no longer let the flame live

It's tired, worked up, and worn out

Your shoulders feel heavy and you are about to fall down

Like that horse that has too much weight on it

But it keeps going even if it's being pulled by its mouth

Keep pushing, keep on walking even when times get rough

Don't weaken up be tough

Even if you scream, "ENOUGH!"

You were born to win, even when you don't understand a thing

Fix yourself and dress well

You'll be fine, as they say,

"Only time can tell."

Strength

Smiles and soft kisses

Tight hugs

Great cologne

and Dinner dates

With river flows

Of tears

Is all that's left

And a shattered heart

Still full of love to give