Like a young child losing grip of his balloon,
I let go
I wonder if the child was sad as they watched their favorite balloon,
slowly
drifting
a
w
a
y
I wonder what the child had done to get the balloon
Oh, what excitement it must have been
Now just a forever memory
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC
your worth, it is nothing
you are nothing
you are nothing comparable
how can someone be compared?
you are unique to the highest degree
there is no definition for your beauty because your looks are more than a couple sentences
not only your looks
but you
look at you
look at you on the inside
do you see all the power you possess?
from every weakness you may have
to every strength you have
from every acne scar
to every single muscle which may or may not be defined
you are powerful in every sense of the word
you are powerful because you are human
you are powerful because you were made to be great
you are powerful
you are dynamic
you are wonderous
you are absolutely extraordinary
you are a story that I would love to read
you are more than how you view yourself because I view you as heavenly
you are absolutely breathtaking.
repeat after me,
I am absolutely breathtaking
I am absolutely breathtaking
I AM absolutely breathtaking
you are...
a million things that cannot be put into words.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
my lover was a wild lover
the one that never said much
he never said much
not to me
never to me
but he undressed with his eyes
then his hands
we were bare
the vulnerability was beautiful
but he hid under the covers
he hadn't been naked before
never exposing his true self to anyone
I was the lucky one
but the ****** one
he had me
pulling on a loose rope
making it tighter when he needed me
letting go when he was scared
I'm not sure what happened to that naked lover of mine
he was a wild one
but it was never certain
he never talked to me
unless
we were under the sheets
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
Brother, you're broken inside
I see your heart isn't worn on your sleeve
But your emotions are
You're a tough one
Brother, I see your pain
I can feel it
I can hear it...it hurts
I wish I could take the pain away
Brother, I've gone through it
I'm [We're] going through it
People hurt us, even those closest to us
Even those we thought we could trust
Brother, some people never change
We can choose to live with it, change it, or leave it
Each option will trigger pain
We're doing this together
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 10:26 AM UTC
I'm not sure where I stand
Between reality and imagination
I'm a make-believer, a dreamer
I love the what ifs
The longing for something greater
Something more beautiful, bigger, better
Ideas bigger than myself
I spend more time hoping than doing
Dreaming than accomplishing
Being a dreamer is a gorgeous flaw
Nothing can compare to the perfect imagination
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
eyes closed
arms spread out wide
I stood in the open field,
twirling.
as the wind wrapped itself around me
I began to sway my womanly hips
feeling it
embracing it
becoming it
wind, what a nice touch it has
a cool caress
we swayed together
left, right, left, right
my body and the wind
twirling,
in the open field
arms spread out wide
eyes closed
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
open road
shining sun
a glorified affair
grass so green
skin so tan
hands running through hair
wind whispering
kissing, tickling
as they start to become bare
fear so strong
love so wrong?
far from despair
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC
She whispered to the many creatures of the night
They discussed their hopes
Their dreams
The what could be's
The moon was curious
"no one stays awake when I come out"
To much surprise, she was the no one
She had to let the moon know
How wanted he was
She began to run with the wolves because, she too,
wanted to shine from the moonlight
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 10:00 PM UTC
I let my mind escape
It's what's needed
But something continues to stay
I try to forget but you don't let that happen
You creep up
You stay there
It's not what's needed
But then I let my mind escape into what could be
You continue to stay there
So I let my mind escape
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 10:11 AM UTC
I don’t remember much, Sugar Ray told me.
Yesterday is tomorrow. Tomorrow is the same.
He told me this isn’t what I wanted to be,
I would tell you but I forgot your name.
It crept behind the corner. Bats. Cobwebs.
Dusty. Proof was needed to believe something
Of such filth. Barbaric
aBsURditY.
The memories crawled back into the cave.
Music played.
Rita rocked back in her chair,
“That sound, I knew it once”.
Once was a while ago.
That’s forever.
If you knew it and then lost it
Consider it dead.
“It was never a memory if it can’t be remembered”.
That’s what the nurses told them, Rita didn’t believe.
She knew that sound from somewhere.
That’s all to be retained.
Hope Springs Eternal.
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 11:35 PM UTC