Today I saw void in your eyes
It's a look I've grown to despise
Growing up outside the lines
Is so important say the wise
Your jewelry and glitter all a glow
I want you to see what I already know
To feel yourself and let it flow
The universe doesn't need a show
You need to know that it's not bad
Be yourself with what you've always had
Someday this pain will turn to mad
If I don't protect you from your dad
Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
For a moment on my porch,
while staring at the moon with his face in full bloom,
listening to the nurture of your gentle tune,
inhaling the scent of fresh lavender perfume,
I could feel your essence like that day in the tiny room.
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 2:19 AM UTC
You appear tonight,
Mouth open, eyes protective
Thanks, man in the moon
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 2:15 AM UTC
Like a drug or wine it fills up the mind,
evacuating the brain one thought at a time.
At the mercy of it's creators, anticipation looms,
making cherished spaces out of standard rooms.
Seeking it out becomes an adventure;
sitting with it in solitude, our guilty pleasure.
Now we've become spoiled, or at least our ears.
Feeling so grateful, to that let's cheers!
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 4:50 PM UTC
She lures, leads, lusts, lies with eyes made of steel.
Her mind is weary, her body is easy, her soul incapable of feel.
Men and women alike fall into the trenches that she digs with her apeal.
Shell of a being, the pain she inflicts is real.
I'm human in every sense of the word and have now suffered some events untoward.
You will falter as you saunter through the halls; it won't be the first time you'll read your name on bathroom stalls.
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
The universe and it's provisions make
The worst situations great
A friend told me once to have faith,
sitting with that puts me in the right space
Knowing that things will be ok
Makes getting up easier each day
The root of all suffering is expectations,
worth tolerating for some relations
BUT, people will ultimately dissapoint,
Time for a glass or maybe a joint?
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 12:15 AM UTC
We meet ever so randomly
On the streets or on the pier
The universe sends you to me
When I need you near
It doesn't occur to you
That you're my rock
My everlasting bridge
My once again on the dock
You will always live inside of me
Connecting the dots of my soul
To my sensuality
And making my rumble roll
The soft touch of your hand
On my head
Your hips in synch with mine
In your bed
Extracting the darkness from my mind
You insert yours into mine
Sweet Robbery I love you
No man makes me feel so fine
Now you're leaving, so you say
I know you need to find your way
Please know I'll be the "hi" to your "hey"
Constant, till my dying day
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
spontaneous ***
on a warm spring night brings peace,
pleasure, pain and plight
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 1:55 AM UTC
We take for granted
Unfailing inhalation
This ailing nation
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 1:09 AM UTC
To which desire do I succumb?
Ever so quickly my needs creep up
And so it goes I urge to numb.
Your melodious floor sounds the same
Every night. I walk through that door &
My heart and soul go back from whence they came.
Strumming in silence you make me weak.
Breathing is effort without you with me, and I long to break your self loathing streak.
In this lifetime...or maybe the next,
We'll be together, unless of course
You decide you'd rather just sext.
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 11:03 PM UTC