Take my hand
Hold my heart
Love me unconditionally
Touch my lips
Be one with me
Let our love be free
Watch it float through the atmosphere
Sing as something beautiful happens
Dance as love fills others with hope
Rejoice because our love will conquer hate
So take my hand my love
Let us show the world something truly magical
Aug 2, 2012
Aug 2, 2012 at 8:39 PM UTC
His eyes as blue as the sea
Unknown feelings proved inside of me
His heart as pure as the rain
Love may be my wolf's bane
His smile as bright as the sun
Slowly my sanity is coming undone
Jun 16, 2012
Jun 16, 2012 at 10:31 PM UTC
Young hearts screaming
yet silence remains,
Unshed tears are streaming
while all love evaids
Clean souls are tainted
as true hatred shades,
The cruelty of smiled painted
while never-ending pain fades
In the light of the darkness
an animal is born,
True beauty filled with starkness
memories of pain never forlorn
Pure evil inside fighting to flee
Dreams of peace will never be
Jul 15, 2011
Jul 15, 2011 at 7:53 PM UTC
Lost in a vast forest
Escape before he finds you
Confused as to what you did
Hurt, afraid, angry
Feeling so small
Watch out, here he comes
Run as fast as you can
Can’t escape his rage
Each hit feels like a hammer
He grabs your throat
Can’t breath, eyes water
Don’t cry, be strong
Let him think he won
The blows stop
He leaves with pride
Alone, feeling irrelevant
Bruises show his wrath
Tears can’t take away the pain inside
Marks fade, but the memories still remain
Apr 21, 2011
Apr 21, 2011 at 7:46 AM UTC
Why do we cry when we loose someone we love?
Perhaps we cry because we wish to hold them in our arms forever.
It may be because we wish to see them smile for one more day.
Or possibly we yearn to hear them laugh just one more time.
It's possible we pine to have them stand by our side and protect us from the misfortunes that life brings upon us.
It could be that we feel we need them to hold us as we cry for our losses and hear their voice telling us it will all be okay.
What would one give just to say "I love you." just one last time?
Or to let them know that we will never forget a single moment spent together, or any day you can remember.
To show them the love you will hold for them forever and ever.
Mar 9, 2011
Mar 9, 2011 at 12:41 PM UTC
Wild, Beautiful
Full of sin, one of life's given pleasures, God's little spin
You don't know when its coming or if it will ever stop
Once it takes hold it stays for awhile, making a home starting to conspire
For love is its game, passion is its name
It hooks to your soul, begging and pleading to be set free
It will take control, show a side once hidden before
Use the beauty inside your soul, show the world how you love
Just how passionate you truly are
For you are a woman, stealthy and strong
Woman is your name
Passion is your game
Mar 9, 2011
Mar 9, 2011 at 12:24 PM UTC
hollow inside
everything taken away
no pulse, heart, soul
searching for something, anything
scouring for the light
vast valleys of darkness
abiding alone
in a subsided chasm
trying to yell out
no sound escapes
tears swelling
no eluding from this fate
all hope is lost
nothing to live for
darkness envelops
fate discards this lifeless body
numbness draws closer
swallowing every ounce of viability
Feb 17, 2011
Feb 17, 2011 at 4:41 PM UTC
slam
Another hit. Colors. Everywhere. Taking in everything. Seeing nothing.
slam
Feel the rush. Sting of the needle. Sweet pain. Inviting.
slam
Laughter. Stripped emotion. Pure insanity. Touch of skin.
slam
Passion rising. Savage sensation. Pining for intimacy.
slam
Subsiding into darkness. Driving into turmoil. Aching need.
slam
No more high. No more monster. Crazed obsession for another
SLAM
Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 7:25 PM UTC
Christmas Is Here
12.07.10
Bells ringing, people singing
It is the best time of year
Carolers humming, drummers drumming
What a jolly time of year
Snow falling, children calling
What a happy time of year
Christmas trees, chilly breeze
What a lovely time of year
Cookies baking, Santa’s waking
It is the most carefree time of year
Wrapping presents, Christmas pageants
Oh what a glorious time of year
Dec 7, 2010
Dec 7, 2010 at 9:38 AM UTC
black, white, brown
red, blonde, brunette
blue, amber, emerald
everyone so different
no one the same
short, tall, thin, fat
every size, shape
divergent, unique
Spanish, French, Japanese
Latino, Asian, Vietnamese
north, south, east, west
England, Morocco, Paraguay
child, adolescent, adult
heart, lung, eyes, brain
soul, spirit, mind
fear, love, pain, strength
unalike......identical
Nov 30, 2010
Nov 30, 2010 at 7:13 PM UTC