I need to know from others
Is there a male version of a muse?
Because that's what he is for me
My inspiration my love, who I choose,
Sometimes we have our own reality
Where we can escape all those rules
I need to know from others
Is there a male version of a muse?

I know I've written other poems
And I've written for other guys
But those ones walked away
And said their dramatic goodbyes,
But this ones says he's here to stay
And my heart doesn't fear any lies
I know I've written other poems
And I've written for other guys

Just a look on his gorgeous face
And my soul starts spilling art
And the things he says to me,
There are no words for my heart
After he's gently held my tormented sea,
He's my best, my love, my counterpart
Just a look on his gorgeous face
And my soul starts spilling art

I'm sorry you have to see my scars
The ones on my arms old and new
The ones on my hips, those too
The ones on my thighs
There are more there than I thought
I did them there to not be caught

But the good news is, my love
My broken heart has been healed
So a new start for you can be revealed
My body is a mess
But my heart is yours, pure and clean
Now I feel beautiful, you make me gleam

Let me hold and spin
I want to win the biggest prize
when we lay together,I shall
look deep into your eyes while tasting of your lips,
and if the reel slips into overdrive
we shall survive,
go on and on until the stars are gone and then go on some more
and j'adore
I will love you more and more and more until the oceans dry,until the sky explodes and heaven unloads it cargo and then,
we'll spin the reels again.

We strip down to our souls.
And we wear softer voices,
as we lay
imprisoned in bodies and sheets.
We rest our heads on the idea of safety and
we warm our hands on affection.
Your lips melt deep into my skin,
as my fingertips burn through yours.
Tangle me with words and whispers,
which I can not hear
but understand.
And I will try and do anything
to stop the world from shifting for even a minute,
just to lie with you one more.

that night
on the ferris wheel
coney island
in the rain
the atlantic ocean
fell asleep
and pulled back the blankets
of autumn

Not sure what the hell I'm thinking
Or what the **** I seem to be typing
I have this urge to fall apart
Trying to resist temptation
Don't want to fall into the dark

She's nice;
Lets take advantage of her.

She's nice;
She won't mind if we talk about her.

She's nice;
It's okay if we spread rumours about her.

She's nice;
Lets walk all over her.

She's nice;
She would never get mad at anyone.

YES! She may be nice but that does NOT give you the right to treat her like crap. She is a human being, she has feelings too that sometimes get hurt when people don't take her seriously. So next time you think you're not bothering someone because you don't think they mind...think again!