Untitled By ChaNcEBlaCK winded in my state of mind breathless still i adore this hard breathing this- brethless beliving the door step of love is in your eyes and here i am knocking gasping for air needing your stare a third knock comes and i wonder if you are there this breathless night has brought me home for i am tired of these teases on the phone are you there? is the door to your stare lost or am i? it is cold out here wahtever breath i have is seen before me smoking s if my exhale is on fire because my voice holds hands with flames my heated existence thinks its a game here my heart is playing seven card stud with my life and in the midst of my eyes blinks my heart speaks in rhyme loveless my hearts skips beating to the sound of the clocks ticks as my breath shifts left to right up and down the change is slight but as the hands of the clock it so does come around minuites into hours i come bearing flowers this love could be ours yet your arms are not open still i am hoping that the hands of time will stroke your hair and allow this stare to take you there where i am standing mouth closed heart rambling words of a comforting essence holding hands gently with my presance yet-your door is still closed the wood of the frame smells of rose here you are swearing love is a foe as if a hoodlum in the night with his hat down low aloow my knock to massage your eardrums take you away from your hearts slums have you any idea where i'm from i exist in a place you have yet to see a place where eyes do not tear they bleed a place where emotions come to feed i am there do you know this ocoen flow? where the roots of love grow from ocean bottoms the salty waters have turned to sugar and here i am drowning in your sweet sugar ocean needing this motion but my knocks still go unansweard and this ocean turns to lotion saturaiting my mind my love my love i miss you so still i am knocking and soon i stop as does my hearts rhyme i walk away holding flowers that smell of love they could have been yours but you wernt home