Nicole Scherzinger - Try With Me


...red, orange, yellow, green
my favorite season
sherbert sky
a shift in air
florescent
in my mind

my skin burns
blood crawls
feverish I
sit by the window
watching the sun
slice spiderwebs
and palm leafs

wondering
what's next...

Goto Maki - Glass No Pumps


...put on your clothes
your shirt first
then your pants
tuck your shirt in
and place your belt
look in the mirror
and tie your tie
slow and neat
then put on your vest
button all the way up
slip on your shoes
and head to work

put car in reverse
coffee in hand
wheel in the other
play music
the same track 
on repeat
(a good luck ritual)
to not be late
Name of track?
Speeding by Lights
drive

show up to  work
looking pretty
absorbing compliments
of strangers
yet nothing sticks
nothing
feels like it's supposed to
feel

looking pretty
looking good
being cake
being eaten
getting eaten
looking pretty

then stare into the mirror
above the crystal lamp
to make sure everything is in place
checking your teeth
and eyes
as if they'll suddenly vanish
gone
to nothingness

and the strangers watch 
watching everything you do
they say things
sweet things
mean things
and smile in your face
and you smile back
because you say sweet and mean things
about them too....the foul ones at least

cross your legs
pretend to look busy
fooling yourself
you take another look 
in the mirror
and wish that one day
as you check yourself
someone
will walk through that door
and steal you away
asking your name
taking your hand
stealing you away
leaving together
never looking back
even without 
your glass slipper...

Pharrell Williams - Gust of Wind


...he danced and danced
into the light
a motion cry
within the night
he says he needs
the wind within
a burst, a gust
to make him 
him

the hours pass
the moon so high
the strangers laugh
he aches a sigh

a one so bright
a wasted kite
he shakes it off
and says goodbye

the green he keeps
beneath his bed
to flee his home
his heart
his head

alone he is
so grown he is
ready for life
and love
herein...

Tokio Hotel - Love Who Loves You Back


...I can feel you breathing
screaming into me
the heat rising from your skin

I pass a glance and lift the lamp
something special for the long haul
I tell myself
hold steady, close your eyes
fists tight
I grip
rustling in striped 
sateen and silk 
your fur says yes
my skin in
finesse...