i remember those kisses
that you placed upon my neck
never gonna forget
those lips

the bite marks left
from nights
of lust
and
sharp
moments
which teased
and played
with my emotions
and overall affection

we had this strange
and deadly flirtation
which lasted for months
kinda wish it was love
not sure if it was
or ever were
but your lips
are a reminder
of how good
love can feel
upon your skin
and within

i still think of it
who knew, right?

yeah, i think of you
when i sit in my room
on the bed
where i imagined
us making love
and losing
ourselves in
between the sheets

hot under the collar
possibly maybe
all i know is
your lips
drove me
crazy

you stared into my soul
you read my mind
like it was a book
you made me
believe in life
never thought
you could
but you did
and I am glad

you saw me
the mess I was
but still thought
that I was worthy
of your love

you cherish
my heart
more than
words
could
ever
express

you brought
my heart
back
to
life

Fine, hate me
I'll never be sorry
for expressing myself
through MY poetry

I write what I like
and so can you
it's always been that way
please, don't twist the rules

you know how much I adore you
despite all we've been through
that will never change
even if we do

coke, cigarettes
and salad
that is all
in my diet

the pressure
on myself
to be thin
is high
above
the radar

ain't got platinum hair
or stilettos up to here
all I have is an average body
I am no skinny mini

I feel the pressure of
our society
it wants us
to be perfect
and stick thin
but I am none
of those things

glamour seems to be
self destruction
and eating disorders
manic depression
and starvation
none of those
are healthy
but our society
they glamorize
our deadly
addictions
and our
unhappy
decisions

I miss the days
when Marilyn Monroe
was seen as a *** symbol
not for a thin appearance
but for her beauty
and captivating curves

your body shape
is something
you shouldn't be ashamed of
you are beautiful
no matter what
it's our society
which really *****