lemon-scented bits

I've decided to start a new thread for my writing, and this is going to kind of be more of a dump than a poetry thread. I figured it'd be a good idea, since my other thread didn't really cover as wide a spectrum as i would've liked. So, new stuff, new thread. Feel free to comment, I'd appreciate it.

Insanitize

Whitewash walls
Decorated with small windows
And unopened doors
Create an environment of forgotten memories
As well as pills in cups
Twice used.

Again

Born betwixt ice and fire
A nowhere to be consumed
In a time that has no meaning
And definition is scarce.

Consumed by ice and fire
Creating a precursor of this Earth
In a time that must die
So that it may be reborn
In ice and fire.

Energy

Lying down, again untangled
and breathing you.
Eyes closed;
Hiding, perhaps. Hiding thoughts?
Mine open, watching.

There it goes by, once again,
Like a breeze of solemnity,
Dulling my mind, cold as ecstasy
And yet warm, like sunlight.

But we don't need sunlight,
Hiding in each other's shadows,
Ducking out from the real world.

You're breathing, rising,
Falling.
Up and down, in, and out.
You're breathing energy
breathing it into me,
pumping me up again.

I could lie here for so long
and let the world fall away about me.

The air's cold,
but it's unimportant.
I don't need it with you
here with me, lying, breathing.

It was energy, I'm sure.
I don't know if you felt that;
See? That, maybe you felt it.
The breath, the energy, the shadows.

Hair spindled about everywhere,
so I clear it away, but your eyes
they're still shuttered.

It was energy,
that energy,
Gold-light energy
that woke me.

I could lie here forever.