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Disaster Child Oct 2013
You already know I want to taste you
But you little turn on, wanting to taste me too
I don’t mind appealing to you
But it will always be only for you that I do
Do I drive you crazy?
Is it just my vision that’s getting hazy…?
Come on over here
You can close your eyes, I won’t disappear
I really hope I drive you mad
I don’t care if it’s really “bad”
You’re not the only one who can play this game babygirl
Feels good to be desired sometimes.
Disaster Child Oct 2013
My dear, my darling sweet
I’m sorry I let you down; Love is a most difficult feat
Pray, listen to the words my heart sings
A song inspired by your beautiful image, ever lingering
Always you are in my spirit, and on my mind
Every waking minute, my thoughts search out to find
The only one who’s beauty is unmatched
My sweet Firefly, you will always have my attention attached
To your heart and soul
Such beauty unfathomable
Love whisper softly that I’m forgiven
I will fall, but I’ll do my best, to never let you down again
Your every word; your precious voice
Lifts me up, makes me strong, I cannot but help—I’ve lost the choice
Look at me sweet, would you show me your eyes?
I hope you don’t mind, I can see into your soul, you have no disguise
But I’ll protect you, and be your guard
Melt with me love, letting go of you would be much to hard
I want your beauty always near
You ease my pain, you calm my fear
I know I’ll let you down; I know I’ve already done so
But Firefly, oh precious one, please don’t go…
I’ll sing you my song I’ll sing you my best
I’ll tell you any truth at your gentle request
I want you to see your beauty and strength
Can I be your mirror? Take a good look at length
Can you see in my eyes? You make my insides melt
You’re generous love’s unending; something I’ve never felt
Oh what a glorious heart, oh that radiant stone
After only hours with you, I didn’t want to be alone
Would you give a fool a gift?
Gently, softly gaily lift
I wish my dear to see your smile
A moment is long enough…or you could wear it for a while
Forgive my tragic, broken words
I’m sorry for everything you’ve ever heard
I cannot speak, my words are a curse
I wish you could hear my soul…if only for a verse
Not gonna lie: I hate this poem, sharing it anyways.
Disaster Child Oct 2013
I find myself in this heated room once again,
The vanilla sunrise through the window...let the fun begin
The steam lingers in the air, the water on my skin
Oh lovely, how I wish, I only wish it had been-
You bedside me
Water cascading
Over your body
Do I wash you up, or down?
Beauty in sexuality can be found
Maybe the mood's just getting to me
Maybe the temp's messing with my head
One day, this pleasure will be
Until then the fantasy's fed
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Hot, hot shower, in a dark steamy room
Not gonna lie baby, I wish you'd been there too
Disaster Child Oct 2013
I long to taste pain…
To see the red seeping through
Another split vain
Whatever can I do?
I know I’d regret this later
But I want to see you hurt
Oh what a cruel monster
Dreaming of the blood; seeing it spurt
Why do I get like this?
I know it’s wrong
Evil, wicked, twisted bliss
As my mind sings its own song
It’s hurting me
More than it’ll ever hurt another
Help me to see
Don’t let me breath; in love I need to smother
Such a violent rapid nightmare
Save me before I regret
Before I have to endure another cold stare
My tragic destiny, my fate is set…
Sometimes I get lost...
Disaster Child Oct 2013
I feel like ruining whatever I can
I don’t want to behave or have manner’s mild
My namesake stands true
Oh messy nasty Disaster Child

I don’t want to behave or be good
I want to mess with your life, ***** with your head
I don’t want anyone to get hurt
Definitely don’t want anyone dead

If I hurt others, I can’t have more fun
I get locked up, and left alone
Gone are the days of the noose
Or the hail of stone

I want to be free but mischievous as a thought
So I can’t do anything that will cause great harm
Or…maybe I could; I simply can’t get caught
There will probably be more with this title, no promises though.
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Inside every man, no matter the age
There's a boy with fears, and a spirit adventurous
Inside every girl, not matter the age
There's a mother, tender, loving, gentleness
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