No Regrets

No regrets from a bleeding heart;

Moving on will be my vampire,

Drinking me dry of every reason

I ever had to want you.

You were my saint and saviour

But now I find myself crucified

By this thoughtless breed of love.

My soul now canker-bit,

Half-eaten away with desire,

Is all I am left with.

My vampire smiles and continues to feed.

Expressions

I want to press the play button

on your emotions

and hear the volume of your soul;

turn the pages of your mind

in the unfinished volume of life;

and see the colours of your canvas

still fresh with the paint of dreams.