  returning from the war broken and scarred scared i turn to you looking for something a touch a smell a word i turn to you i smile i reach toward the unending horizon toward you -
 part two?  i climbed your walls found a window and broke into your room you awoke startled and i scrambled to your feet crawled into your hair found comfort there my muse i whispered how i have missed you you pierce the skin like sweet ecstacy on my lips i complain like a child who needs but won’ t sleep you shook your head told me to grab a pillow and went back to sleep oblivious aloof i sat there entranced wanting so badly to mean it to get it to love it the pain in my hand i look down my hand bleeding my heart the window shattered confused how do i love thee let me count the ways the days the lays 
