Not all weddings are
about big white fluffy
dresses nor diamonds
and gold.
Weddings aren't about
you and him sharing a king
sized bed. It's about spilling
out what your heart feels
when unplanned.
Sharing your heartbeats
together till the very end* ~

One breath , one love ,
one body and soul. Two
mouths meet while two
heartbeats become one.
Your name takes me up
and down like blue ocean
waves. It echoes in the back
of my brain as it heals all
kinds of pain. If i could I
would of inked it all over
my vanilla scented skin.
At times it almost drives
me insane. But isn't that
love like they say ? Your
light is what guides me to
you. I mean it darling I swear
its true. At night I drown in
thoughts of you. Breathe me
in and out like your blue LM
cigarette smokes. Im serious
this ain't a joke. The smoke
rings your mouth forms gets
me lost in a trance while I
stare and gaze.  Making me
want to take your hand and
dance. The moment i get the
chance ill run away with you.
Not giving a **** about
what they'll do. Your my
home , my life , safe place
and high. This is why I'm
dedicating all of my poetry
to you* ~

I miss you at the
times where you go
to sleep. It leaves me
waiting for you with a
deep ache that i cannot
keep. It grows as the
hours pass by slow like
morning dew on wilted
flower petals. Causing
me to write you the words
of i miss you at the times
that you fall asleep. And
asking you to kiss me a
poem when you wake up
I promise whatever you
tell me I will forever keep* ~

He's brown like coffee,
carmel flavored candy ,
cinnamon sticks and
sweet like whipped cream.
That's how he seems to
me. His eyes glow brighter
than any owl in the night
sky. The vibes he creates
make you feel high as if your
floating on the fluff of the
clouds above like turtle
white doves. He's pure like
organic fruit. And has a smile
that's super cute. He's free
like beautiful rainbow
coloured fish in the sea. And
wild as an alfa wolf that
knows how to lead his pack
by keeping them on the right
track and never leaving
anyone back. Pretty and
handsome is how he is to me.
His words have a little bit
of Edgar Allan Poe , mystery
and madness. But as we all
know thats whats good for
one's soul. Every word he
says is like gentle soft music
to my ears. Every word he
says makes the happy tears
roll down shy on my blushing
cheeks. For his words are made
of the finest poetry to me.
His words heal the bruises
before they grow and swell
it almost seems like their
magic as well. My angel
from the heavens above.
My husband and future.
My person and home is
what i have to say in order
to explain this all. He's
mine he's mine he's mine.
And so did the angels write
down in the history of the
sky. As they painted every
kiss shared between us
two. And every word said
with tenderness and care
in empty rooms. They carved
his words in the particles
floating in the morning's
fresh air. And on every
shore that welcomes the
tides. He's mine He's mine
He's mine* ~

I can be your clown
on the days that you
frown. I'll  put a
golden crown on you
and tell you your my
lovely prince. I'll lift
you up when your
feeling down. Just
tell me you won't frown.
We can go on a car
ride around this cursed
town. We'll roam in
empty streets and
have a little fun. Then
we can kiss a bit on the
back seats of your car
and not make a sound
to avoid being found* ~

Can you feel it ?
Can you feel it ?
The music in the back.
Come on place those hands
on my hips lets start to
swirl and twist. Tonight
we're taking over the
dance floor. We'll be the
only ones standing under
the disco ball. Pluck the
roses out of my hair darling
if you dare. I can feel the fun
already in the air. Sway with
me like you don't care about
the people who gather around
to watch and stare. Swing those
hips from the east to the west.
And leave me the rest. Place
your hand on my chest tonight
we won't stop and rest. Turn the
music louder so the crowd around
us get wilder. Cause this my love
is how I measure fun* ~

We call hotdogs on a
bun kitchen fun. A roller
and dough is all we need
to be ready to go. Some
chocolate , love and
flour on our aprons could
be lovely just like your
fragrance. Chicken and
spices that smell nice
could be kind of a surprise
if we cook it while we roll
the dice. Fish and rice with
a shot of ***** and ice
could be just as nice. You
be my cook tonight and i'll
be your assistant. I'll kiss
you while the food is on the
stove. Then give you the
sweater that i wove to keep
you warm from winter's blistering
cold.  Darling nothing can
compare with this kitchen fun
and our love up in the air* ~

One love two mouths.
Hands under her blouse.
Us two in an empty
abounded house. Love
fumes and red balloons
floating up near the ceiling.
A silver ring comes out and
you propose to marry me
while you kneel down on
one knee and ask would
you spend the rest of your
life loving me. Call it a once
in a life time love if you dare
I pretty much don't care as
long as i feel it surrounding
me in the air and ruffling like
the winds through my hair as
well as filling up my lungs
with such pure oxygen.
Causing me to stop for a
while and stare. Thinking
of how lucky I am that you
picked me as your favorite
person to share this kind
of love that seems so rare.
It doesn't even include
diamonds on a necklace or
pearls and roses in my hair.
It's a love that's so simple only
the two of us get to share, while
our parents aren't aware* ~

A love that holds
waves with the power
of flooding cities.
A love that can burn
skyscrapers down
to the ground. A love
that's silent like a
flickering vanilla scented
candle flame. A love that's
untamed like winter's
winds. A love that's free
like autumns falling leaves
A love that has a pretty name.
Our love* ~

Traces of invisible ink
on your body made me
sit back and think. Will
they lead me to your heart
and let me sink ? Will they
drench me like the ******
poet's black ink ? I'll never
know unless i trace them with
my fingertips and tongue. I can
hear my fingers fighting about
which one will touch you and
run down your coffee coloured
skin. It must be the beauty you
hold from within that leaves me
with these cravings of wanting to
sin. If the transparent ink on you
leads me to the gateways of heaven
and your heart will  you let me in* ? ~