Sigh....

Sigh....
what do i
dream of...
i wonder
i gather every tear
i drink every tear
and they fall
from my eyes
your tears
rolling down my cheeks
and i die
one million
deaths
still i thirst for
this smiling hell
so tangled in
purple and
    deep dark blues
i c u in
me
and u c me
 in u
and the stone of hatred
slips from my hand
and the stone of love
slips
slowly
from my hand
to a certain
place in the sand
and the stone in
tjhe sand
jump up
into my fist
from my mouth
at the
masters
of war
but still
the stone
slips
from hand
an we walk away together

k
what else
   can i hold on to...
             and it was then
    she took me
                 in her arms

incomplete... i have
run out of words
i have
no words
that
have not
spoken before
have been
felt before
have not
been heard before