Heavy breathing
Cocked furry ear
Sound - alert, then sleep again
Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 10:23 AM UTC
I will keep being your hero
Gliding on nothing but cables and daring
Catching you to a cadence of pithy one-liners
I will keep being your hero
Beaten and bloodied by owls and doubt
Always with cocky grin backflips and in four colors
I will keep being your hero
With You beside me
Masks not covering flushed cheek smiles and kisses
Your hero
Will protect you
Help you swing a little higher
Fly a little farther
And when I can't be your blue and black gymnastics god anymore
You will still be my hero
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 8:44 PM UTC
Amongst the forest of your ribcage
Pounding feet muffled by moss beds
Racing and weaving betwixt a wig of vines
Elusive artist, gymnastic god
Can I catch him?
Do I dare try?
If I ever did, or could,
Reach out and ****** his wrist
Would I not ensnare him?
Like severing the flower from her stem,
Wishing to keep hold of her forever,
But just like her petals, he would wither.
No.
I will not tear through these woods that are not my own,
To entwine him around my finger.
He was not made for capture, but to captivate.
This is not a hunt,
It is a game of tag
And I will burn after him
If only for one touch
Before he sprites away again.
A wood elf and his girl
Making love in the forest of your ribcage.
Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 7:27 PM UTC
You smell like pizza
luckily im a fan of Italian
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 10:42 PM UTC
God, im alittle drunk and I hear your crickets
They sound like sci fi reads
And it makes me smile.
They seem like a reminder of the woman in bed waiting for me to finish my cigarette.
Im laughing because I am so happy
God
Is that something your science projects usually do?
If you are out there....
Thank you
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 2:21 AM UTC
Ive fallen a mile before
I think il drop again
If my heart was a compass
You'd be true north
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
go away
your spot
is steeped
in bleak spirits
go kayaking
go running
do something
anything but
the same thing.
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
I was down in music city 'bout a week ago
I wanted to see the brand old Loper show,
so I held a cap and I headed down to Opryland
They said they sold their last ticked the day before,
so I kinda just hung around the backstage door
and down the steps she came, man oh man
My favourite female country star,
she waved her fans and headed for her car
Her tire, unlike her body, was very flat
She said, could you change my tire
I said your wish is my desire
As she raised the lid, I grabbed her bomber jack
She said I sure do appreciate you're changing my tire
If I told you who it was, if I told you who it was
You'd say I was making it up
You've seen her on the screen and in country magazines
You'd think I was making it up
She said it was our little secret and my gully,
Oh I'm gonna keep it
Anyway you wouldn't believe it
If I told you who it was
She said you need a lift and I said well,
you can drop me of at the York motel,
so we headed down Briley parkway in the town
I told her I got all your records ma'am,
she smiled and said well I be ******
She said, you're kind of cute fellar, wanna mess around?
When we got to my room just the people lied
I said sure wish I could've heard you sing tonight
She smiled at me and said what do you wanna hear?
Well if I was one of them country music folks
I'll tell you, she'd sure get my vote for the best performance of the year
If I told you who it was, if I told you who it was
You'd say I was making it up
You've seen her on the screen and in country magazines
You'd think I was making it up
She said it was our little secret and my gully,
Oh I'm gonna keep it
Anyway you wouldn't believe it
If I told you who it was
Well I tell you this much,
when I put my arms around her and squeezed her real tight
She looked up at me with those big beautiful eyes,
took a deep breath in the side and said:
"Howdy I'm just so proud to be here!"
If I told you who it was, if I told you who it was
You'd say I was making it up
You've seen her on the screen and in country magazines
You'd think I was making it up
She said it was our little secret and my gully,
Oh I'm gonna keep it
Anyway you wouldn't believe it
If I told you who it was
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 9:05 AM UTC
In bed
The blinds on the window stripe-
Your naked skin in sun and shadow
You breathe
The shades hypnotic bob
You notice my staring
And smile
Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 8:30 PM UTC