teal-holliday
American
I write what I feel. I write what I know. I write what I love and what I hate. My inspiration is everywhere. If there is one thing in my life I hope to achieve it is to do something that touches someone or affects them in a way that changes their lives. Whether it be my words, my music, or my love for people and the ability we all possess to love. / / / / The moon is just a sugar cookie, and the stars its crumbs.
I'm broke and begging on the corner of love and unrequited
Yet I still feel rich in spite of it
My pockets are full someday and maybe
That's enough to feed me till you're ready
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
We're all longing for just a touch, just a glance, just a little love to hold us over till the next deposit
And I'm positive that I don't need your fingers on my body to know you want me
Yet I'm starving
Yes I'm hungry for connection of skin to skin interaction
Not a fraction but the whole enchilada
If I can't have you all, I don't want nada
Just please don't tear my dress
Its Prada
.....
Fine tear my dress, tear me open, leave me begging to be healed through osmosis
A subtle or gradual absorption or mingling
Hours late and my toes are still tingling
I can't quite put my finger on it
or my mouth around it but
You taste of pineapple and victory
I feel full and satisfied after having had my portion
Still I'm a glutton not for punishment but the pleasure of your pain
But first things first before I bury my body in yours
Before I get down on all fours begging for your assistance
Because I lost my breath somewhere between the car, the counter and the floor
I don't need to know if you love me
I don't need to know if you're faithful,
I do need to know if you've got a ******
And I don't need to know if you're not fond of em
I don't need to know if you're invested
BUT
I do need to know if you've been tested?
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 12:11 AM UTC
I take a drag from my cigarette
I feel the nicotine hit my head sending a string down my spine
Ich möchte nicht, dich zu verlassen
We sat there for hours
In the middle of ocean
Floating on dreams of grandeur, and that was enough I suppose
Ich möchte nicht, dich zu verlassen
Five years from now we'll meet
I'll smile
We'll know
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
Hands full of assuasive power
Gently commanding attention
Pacifying my trembling heart
I’ve never been afraid
What a time to start
Staring at the smoldering coals behind your eyes
Tripping over my words like I’m walking on fire
I’ve always said love was for the birds
Now here I am pecking away at the dirt
Hoping to unearth you
I’m sure I’ll find a worm or two
Behind the mischief in your smile is a delicate ego
Fragile as crystal yet callous
In your arms I find a safe place, a palace
For my adoration to settle like dust
A dry tongue is not enough to derail my train of thought
I’ve always said that loves for the birds
Now here I am pecking away at the dirt
Hoping
To
Unearth
You
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 10:55 PM UTC
the constant ache
its got me good
i'm stuck in hurt
i'm stuck in love
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 1:54 AM UTC
My insecurity swallows me whole
Only leaving the seeds
To be planted so I may grow
Apr 18, 2011
Apr 18, 2011 at 10:47 PM UTC
"Take me with you!" I said to the wind
help me to dance effortlessly as you do
teach me to whistle and teach me to spin
how do you make the leaves waltz for you
i want to know how to whisper and scream
to sing a lullaby that puts one at ease
i know its not as easy as i seems
to disturb the leaves by rustling the trees
show me how to laugh with the rain and jump with the snow
take me with you I just want to go
Apr 7, 2011
Apr 7, 2011 at 9:19 AM UTC
the hues of my imagination run ahead of me
chasing my dreams as reality lags behind
the ephemeral beauty of youth dances lively
but the ineffable grace of love is demure
the incipient infatuation progresses wildly
the flames too brilliant to ignore
Apr 7, 2011
Apr 7, 2011 at 8:14 AM UTC
why can't our motion picture memories be erased/they just come flooding back when we're standing face to face/ you know your place/ in this race/ Mr. Tortoise/ assure us/ that you'll win/ in the end/ or shall we pretend/ that neither one exist/ as if ignorance was bliss.
man I must be trippin/ like a broken record my daydreams are skippin/ to that same day and time/ when for no reason or rhyme/ you leaked into my fluid thoughts turning my stream of consciousness into a raging river/ if I could have just a sliver/ of our former selves once more/ then all would be secure.
I’m falling off the precipice of my independence/ my slow breathes/ make my chest feel tense/ so long ago I never would have admitted/ this but i need you like a crazy person needs to be committed/ its insane how you drag me back, time and time again/ with less of us still intact/ your confessions of true love are empty/ but the slightest touch of your skin still tempts me/ it’s then I must re-evaluate ask myself do I like being hurt and being in pain/ because I washed you off so many times and you are the most persistent stain/ No longer will I be your fall back plan/ maybe you didn’t hear me loud enough No longer will I be your other hand/ understand?
Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 5:43 PM UTC
You graze my neck with the tip of your finger
You kiss me strong and you let it linger
I looked into your eyes to see if I could see the way that you see me
All I could see was a timid smile of a girl who doesn't know her own beauty
I thought if I looked hard enough I would know what you were thinking
I looked away to avoid the feeling of sinking
I tried to connect the dots of the freckles on your shoulder
It was no use I could feel myself falling into you like the weight of a boulder
The rich soil underneath us turning into quicksand
Somehow I felt like a pebble in your hands
Big enough to throw, but too small to know where it lands
A breeze takes my thoughts with it as it moves past
Focusing only on the moment and how long it will last
Mar 23, 2011
Mar 23, 2011 at 6:49 AM UTC