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Angie Sea Dec 2011
I want the kind of ***
where I'm told exactly how much you want me
by the way your frame
fills in my every curve
and you touch so much of me
with your hands
and your starved eyes
I should be scared
but you'll call me beautiful
and I'll be your sweetheart
as your sweet heart beats
beats faster
and you fall into me
Angie Sea Dec 2011
you're like a smudge
the harder I rub
the more you smudge

*you don't go away
Angie Sea Dec 2011
the moon lit my way
as I took a walk
it was two in the morning
my ears cold

the moon lit my way
as I laid down on the sidewalk
and sang
looking up at the glowing clouds

the moon lit my way
as I traced the streetlights
down the road
accompanying me all along

the moon lit my way
as I let my eyes wander
following the ripples in the sky
and the moon becoming two

the moon lit my way
as I stood up
startling a few passerbys
as I brushed myself off

the moon lit my way
as I began again
taking steps
to lay down again

the moon lit my way
as I lost my mind
to only breathing
and the steady feel of the ground

the moon lit my way
for I had no direction home
but still I belonged

the moon lit my way
as I walked on.
Angie Sea Dec 2011
We met
I think it was Wyrd
how little I believe in it
an unlikely combination
with a world between us

Our big plans
as we venture our ways
two wanderers letting in the company
of a stranger and building upon hello

Our love for love
genuinely caring just because
sharing our stories through words
our poetry songs

And you comforted me
accepted me
knew me
and still loved me

Your voice in my head
I can hear you
as I read the messages you send
I can hear you

and it's you.
Dedicated to le best friend , this is your birthday present .
                                Heart you nito.b
Angie Sea Dec 2011
for what I'm worth
take me as I am

I am not one of the best things
for I am not free
I've been priced and repriced
some think accurately

the world wants me to put on layers
faces, clothes, choices
but I've learned not to decieve
from the untruths that have cut through me

for what I'm worth
take me as I am

at heart and physically
a nomad I am
I don't have much going on for me
but my words and love for living today

I let myself dance
through the streets that are walked on
over and over again
and if you'll listen I'll sing to you my song

for what I'm worth
take me as I am
Let's not doom eachother to being nothing more than comparisons of one another
Angie Sea Dec 2011
Walking the other way
Doing anything she can
to forget that face

Can she tell that stranger she cares
find meaning , be meaning
and make meaning

Wanting to be held
the way a man wraps his arms around the woman he loves

Taken by a stranger
she doesn't dare hope to meet
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