laying next to me,
she's beautiful.
The sheets follow the curves of her body.
Downwards, cutting left,
and right.
the sharp cuts of her curves;
while she slowly breathes.
She's asleep.
However, the excitement her body brings
would make you think otherwise.
I hear her laugh
her groan
mumble
giggle
yell
smile
cry
echoing in the depths of my head
just by looking at her beautiful face.
My bed
an oversized canvas.
laying here is a beautiful work of art
curled up
peaceful
asleep.
I smile.
As I sit on this canvas with her;
this
artistic piece
i become part of the composition
I feel like i belong here
painted together as one.
Jun 5, 2012
Jun 5, 2012 at 3:41 PM UTC
It has been a while
Since I’ve seen you last
Haven’t heard your voice
Or even your splash
It has been a while
And from that you’ve turned cold
With time spent together
You’ll turn new back to old
It has been a while
And I can’t wait to feel
Your embrace at my feet
Making imagination turn real
It has been a while
I now have a notion
The weather is just right
To unite me and the ocean
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 12:23 AM UTC
I hate the way you look
At me, you make me sick
You pick and choose
When you want to care
I can't bare to talk to you
I move when you walk
Towards me, I turn away
I can't look anymore
Go walk out the door
Like you always do
I wanted to
Give my love to you
You see,
You meant the world to me
But you left and I wept
I tried and I cried
There's no tears left inside
Now my heart, it is empty
My mind will not let me
Think; cause I blink
Then its gone, I was wrong
To think you'd sing along
To this song I am writing
For you this is frightening
That I could feel this way
From the things you did say
They made me believe
This was more than it seems
Then you leave and i’m lost
No one else pays the cost
Of the heartache you brought
But something you have taught
That with or without you
Life goes on and on
I am no longer torn
'tween the lies and the ********
I quit, don’t come back
Cause i’m done, you have won.
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 12:22 AM UTC
It's a Saturday night
Busy, loud
No time to relax
Wiping off tables
And filling up glasses
She is the busgirl
Stressed out and rushed
She runs to the door
In the bread room he stands
Tall, unready
Belt still in hand
He flashes her a smile
She’s seen him before
Months prior to this
Remembering without hesitation
Unfocused and dazed
She forgets what she needed
Running out embarrassed
Sending food in and out
The kitchen door swings
Through the little window she sees him
With warm set eyes
And a smirk thats contagious
She catches it like the flu
Cant hold back
Both thinking, searching for a reason
To get another glance
The rush of her blood
Anticipation on her mind
He turns the corner
Cutting in front of him
He tugs on her hair
She blushes
The night comes to an end
He walks her out
Dragging with each step
In his car they wait
Conversation still growing
Effortlessly, comfortable
Not wanting it to be over
She kisses him on the cheek
This is the end of a new beginning
Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 12:45 AM UTC
Summer...
The warmth of your touch burns my skin,
As we lay in the sand; hand in hand
Soaking up the sun who has been hiding
It has been a while since I felt this way
Nervous. Unsure of the changing weather
I close my eyes to let the waves clear my mind
Autumn...
As time passes the light of the sun goes out
Leaving us to illuminate our own way
The autumn breeze sends a chill through my bones
Still hand in hand, he looks at me
His eyes golden with the different colored leaves
My heart drop like the sudden change in temperature
Winter...
The air gets colder
As do we
Expected. A change in surrounding
We try to push through the hardships
Joining the sun in its struggle to breakthrough
Learning more about each other
Spring...
The weather eases
And the heat of our love ignites the sun
Inviting it to return to its place on earth
Growing as one with the flowers around
I feel raindrops as he starts to kiss me
Unbothered. We stay unmoved
Summer...
The rain clears
There is nothing but rays
Still hand in hand we are back at the beginning
The seasons will change and so will we
The no matter the weather
Our love will always remain
Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 12:43 AM UTC
Earth.
Destroyed by humanity
The air thick with frustration
The wind blows with anger
As it attempts to pollinate
It shoves the leaves around
Standing their ground
The trunks remain unmoved
Only shaking their heads in shame
The brilliant sun hides
Behind the nimbus clouds with waits
Accumulating its sanity
Our selfishness overpowers
And the natural beauty is lost
Materialists. Unaware of our surroundings
Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 12:42 AM UTC
Nicolette is a teenager.
Young and reckless.
Independent, she keeps her feelings hidden.
Always smiling.
Differences set her aside.
No one the same as her.
Although her friends are similar,
She still stands out.
Charismatic, outgoing.
A social butterfly.
Laughing, childhood memories, so far gone.
Her future even farther.
Nicolette feels maturity growing upon her.
Students and professors see the struggle,
but don’t see through.
Friend in the next room.
Spends four years as mates,
Still knows nothing.
Her life's moving on,
As if someone's robbing time.
She puts a profile to the case.
Just like all the rest.
Investigated and collected information,
Nicolette’s her own criminal.
Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 12:40 AM UTC