the intimate stares
2 A.M. reaching for me
late night conversing
the beautiful lust
fervent true kisses at dawn
drowsy morning eyes
the heartbreaking feuds
sleepless bickering phone calls
slamming sunrise doors
the dreadful regret
day and night dreaming of you
midnight drunk texting
the fresh beginning
the first date jittery hands
read from line 1 now
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 12:36 AM UTC
*forever watching the cliché love movies
boy loves girl loves boy
wondering when
is it my turn
to be lifted into a kiss
so passionate
so consuming
it engulfs the soul in a burning flame of passion
emotions erupting into libidinous realities
a desire so fervent
a kiss so intimate
the entire universe seems to be at your command
one kiss that can determine a lifetime
the one true kiss*
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
Sure, I ended it
But that doesn’t change the fact
I still lie awake at 2 A.M
When feelings hit like a freight train
Waiting aimlessly for a call
That will never again exist
So I resort to sad songs
As if listening to them
Can fill the gap
Where your voice used to be
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 12:07 AM UTC
you yourself are an affliction
my affliction
killing me from the inside
devouring my soul as you tease me
do you love me?
do you care?
I observe your stare
from across the room
making me wonder
if I am just another
of your pawns
in this absurd chess game
playing my heart like a harp
a truly beautiful sound
to those who don’t realize
the strings are not playing intentionally
just trembling at the harpist’s every touch
making music from its pain
cloaking its suffering in beauty
because in a way
suffering is beautiful
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 7:19 PM UTC
i’ve never believed in ghosts
but no matter where i go
your memories haunt my every thought
i see your every move anywhere i am
now that you’re gone
i cant help but think about
all those old paranormal documentaries
“the spirit follows you”
but
maybe i am following you
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
a single sight of you is just like
inhaling after breathlessness
trapped without air
just to come into utopia
a single touch of your skin is like
an electric shock to the heart
a defibrillator reanimating me
breathing spirit into my lifelessness
a single kiss is like
all I’ve waited for
my hopes and dreams suddenly settle
at the touch of your flawless lips
but without you is like
being ripped of all dignity
destroying me slowly from the inside because
i need you
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC
So simple it seems to be swept with the tide
Shore in the morning but deep sea by night
To follow life’s journey wherever it leads
To let the breeze sweep you through thousands of trees
But tell me, how often do you stop and think?
Stop for the roses so brilliantly pink
Put a halt to the day and stop the whole earth
Ponder the countless ideas at birth
Stop for a moment, think for me now
How much time for yourself you allow
It’s your only life and it’s all that you have
You can be different, amend your own path
Sleep in the day and awake in the night
Stay tranquil in chaos but in calm, you fight
When life is depressing you push on until
The light comes to take you away from your will
You have a purpose and you are much loved
The one who will guide you’s the father above.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 9:27 PM UTC
I slide into my car
But I’d much rather be
In my car with you
Unaware of the time or place
Lost in your eyes
Lost in a car
I collapse onto the couch
But I’d much rather be
Tangled up there with you
No need for anything else
Fingers in mine
Heartbeat in sync
I roll out of bed
Another day lacking you
Me without you
Is like an earth without the sun
You are my sun, dear
And my world is dark
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC
could it be?
he is here for me
choices past
chances cast
it is not true, I’d deny
the time sure did fly by
gone with the wind
never to be back again
could it be?
the perfect thing for me
dreams lost
risks cost
lonely nights
losing fights
another day thrown away
nothing left to pay
could it be?
the setting sun I can see
a seeming perfect resting place
trimming and embroidered lace
money runs out
no one devout
no longer safe
in this threadbare place
is it true?
eternal life with You
no need for riches
mended with stitches
happier than ever
alone, never.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 8:30 PM UTC
I am simply a pawn of my environment
I wish to roam free in the plains of my lover’s heart
To soar carelessly through life without emotion or feeling
If only I could escape the clutches of the menacing soul
To strengthen my vulnerable nature
But instead
I wait in a delicate crystal globe
With flakes of greed, jealousy, pain, and heartbreak floating about
I wait uneasily for the courageous one to break me out
Because you can not escape from your own emotions
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 8:29 PM UTC