Bellie-boo

Bellie-boo Mar 2016

The reason I write about love like I do,
Is because I want you to love me too.
I want a warm body to thaw my heart frozen blue,
I want someone to love me like I love you,
That is all I ask you do.

Why my frozen heart has come to be?
It is frosted with decay,
From all the times you abandon me,
Forgetting me in descry.

But sadly that is the reason I write about love like I do,
Because I want you to love me too.
I want your warm body to thaw my heart frozen blue,
I want your love for me to be like how I love you,
That is all I ask you do,
It is not much my dear,
All I ask of you....
*.......Is all you can do.

Bellie-boo Mar 2016

Tenderly binding you to me

Bind your heart tenderly,
Always thinking of the end.
Cross your heart gingerly,
Always thinking of the end.
Open your heart rarely,
Always thinking of the end.
Your end,
My end,
Our end,
This end...
is
        only
                     in
                                  your
                                                     mind.
Therefore do not be weary when you love me,
celebrate our time together not our time apart,
And you will see I love you more then you could ever think.

Bellie-boo Mar 2016

Apple scared

Your scars twist around my arm
your pain pulses in my vain
your desire lingers on my tongue
your being is an echo etched upon my skin.

Bound leg to leg
through life we hobble
everyone around thinking this is a race
they run
but we are immobilized
immortalized with insightful ignorance
we are balanced between the illuminated line of inspired and immature
We Stand Apart
to be
alone
alone and tied together
bound by invisible wire indivisible not matter how far we wonder
wonder the world on a wire
we are together.

Eventually though
you will fade into my skin
nothing but an echoed memory scared on me
and I will be sorrowed
that you could not remain a surfaced.

Your teeth tore through my skin
exposing me
dirtied fleshed
unwashed
you eat me as if I were an apple freshly plucked from its tree
not stumbled upon the ground
You complete me
you are apart of me
forever more I will not lose thee for you have nested within my soul.

Bellie-boo Mar 2016

I'm ready to take your hand too.

We stand back to back,
our hands clasped,
I star locking into your gaze,
courage pouring into me.
My support gives a squeeze,
My heart and I,
we are ready to take your hand too.
Imprisoned in the cell of my eye,
you are locked up deep within me.
We are not married,
that isn't necessary,
we are not of a describable relationship,
In this world riddled with titles,
ours is not a single word.
In a resolve I suppose,
my resolve would be,
that I am never letting go of you,
you are my partner,
my equal,
the last of your kind,
endangered yet secure as the last I shall ever have.

when there are periods and the stanzas change think of it as a phase of their love passing or being completed and they are then moving on to the next step for them.

Bellie-boo Mar 2016

Sigh

Sigh*
But it's alright
The marks will disappear before long
Before long, they disappear
When all is said and done
that may be the reason to create these marks
no matter how strenuous your night
morning will come
and the evidence of what you were sure you had
is gone
invariably faded away

Bellie-boo Mar 2016

To be killing me

To be
what I
want to
be
I would
have to
be what
you do
not want
and
to be
something
to be
disappointing
you would
not be
what I
want but
to be
anything
other than
what I
want to
be
Well...it's
killing me.