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About Me


I've been feeling presidential, emotions torrential,
so many things to do, so much potential.
But every night when I go to bed I'm thinking of you.
My brain is overloaded, the public has voted,
but they can put that in their pipe and smoke it.
I think I finally understand how to feel satisfied.
When I know that this can't be the real thing
at least for now all I can do is think
about all of the time that we have.
And if this doesn't work out and things just don't pan out
if I can't make you love me then oh well
at least I'll have been a good man.
But you've gone to a place I can't follow
where the air is so dry I can't swallow.
But maybe it'll rain tomorrow...or tonight.
Like it did when we were in Ohio
and we drove through the night to my Mom's house.
In the basement we turned all the lights off, side by side.
You make me feel like a man on fire,
like a man that could never get tired.
Now I'm wondering how we expired,
does this feel right?
Cuz I could just be a good friend, like a brother,
or maybe I could be your lover.
It could be one or the other, or both...in time.
We'll give it some time and I'll sing alone,
give it some time and you'll find your new home.
We'll be in Minnesota or out on the road,
but just call me and I'll come to you.
We'll give it some time and I'll sing alone.
Give it some time and you'll find your new home.
We'll be in Minnesota or out on the road,
but just call me.
Good Luck - Man on Fire

My Blog

wading through the soulless

Drowning through the dirt like a sad sappy shrew under an explosion of the unseen, where as the unlikely will probably never succeed.I saw you there but when our eyes met for the first and last time, ...
Posted by on Wed, 20 May 2009 11:48:00 GMT

dismally seeking the palpable

settling settlements twisted like a planecrashing through the mountain tops.hawking out the weak so incrediblyinsensitive i fought to find the air for my lungs.orchestrating orchids so blindingly ligh...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Apr 2009 17:16:00 GMT

No one knows the correct path, but they hide it from me still.

I am the dead broken twigLying on the cold groundUnder the moonless skyDance over me, danceBeautiful birdFly around but do not touchYou can't heal meWeeping will break some moreAnd dig into through th...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Apr 2009 19:02:00 GMT

your home jerusalem

the cracks in the dirtprotest everything that seeps in to themespecially the blood and the bullets.the golden sun drowns out everything the wind is trying to say.yet the dull sound of insectsreverbera...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Feb 2009 14:57:00 GMT

tastes like copper

fatuitous mystics assemble an ensemble of ghosts,to mourn the recently deceased new year.and then returning their borrowed time.cause trees only grow from the sky to the ground,sending out ribbons lik...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Jan 2009 17:24:00 GMT

some haikus

 a weathered branch falls deeply into the snowbank winters tears forever gone     how it feels to be something that was never there from my blackhole existence     sound aslee...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 05:45:00 GMT

shooting star hold my breath

i wanna douse my sins in gasolineto set my soul on fire.to burn away the impuritiesand my earthly desires.i wanna regress into the soiland cover my face with dirt.and to stay there foreverto avoid you...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jul 2008 21:55:00 GMT

gone is my anchor

small town structure firecounterfeiting lost namesi hold this rope dearlytrying to work through the painbut an eternity aloneseems like hell on earthwriting down false feelingswhilst everyone gives bi...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jul 2008 21:17:00 GMT

solemnity (my hold on gravity)

i wish i knew what came next.silent breaths from the sky?i dont know i didnt check.you'll recover me one minute too late,like a ill feeling you cant shake.precious rapture.doesnt seem right for me.......
Posted by on Sat, 12 Jul 2008 18:41:00 GMT

atmospheric changes arise

situational disbeliefwalking amongst the shore of my own discontentrelief rears its head?hope is givenprobably to be taken awaybut now in my last hoursfaith in humanity shines throughthese arrows of d...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 21:08:00 GMT