I wanted to tell you how much you mean to me
but I feel like you're worth more than any ephemeral
whispers of,
"I love you."
So, I thought maybe I could recite some Lord Byron,
"SHE walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;"
But I knew I would just stand there like an *******
because you're way more real than any string of
hopeless romantic mumbling. Also,
How could I compare you to the night?
When everything about you shines brighter than any ray of light.
your love is like an atomic bomb
stirring the earth beneath me
and I'm gladly standing in your wake
taking in every gorgeous ray of radiation
soaking in every beautiful piece of you
careless of any consequence
knowing that you could very well end me
but trusting you to keep me around.
I thought maybe I could write a song.
An entire symphony even devoted
to just the way you look at me.
But that would be dumb. Because,
When you laugh, I know
that if I filled a room with Vivaldi,
Shakira, Beethoven, or the Beatles, they would all
tear up all their music and start again from scratch.
I think you might even hear Vivaldi whisper a,
"*hot ****
I could paint something for you but,
here's the thing:
If the Mona Lisa ever saw a picture of you,
the infamous smile would disappear from her face
and she would be infinitely caught staring awestruck at the
most incredible thing on this earth.
Or.
She would frown out of jealousy.
Could you imagine:
Mona Lisa with a Resting ***** Face?
So this is what I made.
This is what you're looking at.
Here's my silly poem,
and I'll leave it at that.
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 10:40 AM UTC
You say I'm gonna break your heart,
But you have to know how silly that would be.
Because if I were to take a hammer and swing,
I'd be destroying the foundation beneath my feet.
You say I'm gonna break your heart,
But there's something you have to understand.
If I even had the ability to hurt you,
It would be like cutting into my own hand.
There's no clever way to say this,
But you have to know its true.
I could never break your beautiful heart,
When my own beats for you.
I'm definitely no doctor,
There's no D or R before my name.
But when you hold my hand and look at me,
I think our hearts might be one in the same.
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 2:34 AM UTC
If I could take what happiness
means to me and bottle it,
the top of the container
might look a lot like your
golden hair.
If I could take my dreams
and paint them on a blank canvas,
the final result
might have a slight resemblance
to your perfect figure.
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
Your body is the music.
If you were to stop
moving,
its existence would cease.
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 7:40 AM UTC
The greatest problem about this world
Is that we punish love and glorify war.
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 5:07 AM UTC
Take me back to Paris.
Take me back to
red wine and tiny
apartments.
Just enough wine to
satisfy teen heart.
and
Just enough space
for my hopes and dreams.
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 1:32 AM UTC
Why do I feel
The need
To kiss you
So violently
As if my life
Depended on it?
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
Who's kidding?
The world kinda *****
a lot.
Pardon my melodrama,
but I feel justified
as the Greeks were famous for it.
And I'm straight up feeling like Apollo.
Because:
I've given up on the usual moan-and-groans
of a daily wake up routine.
The sun a peeled tangerine,
tasting so sweet and new,
and is too far away to really care
when things become navy blue.
I just want to radiate like that.
And I'm absolutely going to.
No matter how much the world ***** I'll keep ******* on that tangerine.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 11:37 AM UTC
I'm not religious;
but,
today you made me want to shout to the heavens.
I try my best not to be pretentious;
yet,
you had me feeling like the greatest person who ever lived.
I'm no philosopher;
however,
if Plato saw me today he might have thought that I had figured things pretty **** well out.
I'm not my normal self around you;
although,
that guy wishes he felt like me.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC