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Drew Jan 2014
What is it about a woman’s naked body
that is so beautiful to me?
there is nothing complex about it
it could be described simply
nearly uniform in color
with soft curves and small dips
light shadows emphasizing
her beauty
and tan lines 
showing if she is expertly ****
or lack there of
showing delicate new nudeness
muscles showing determination
or fat showing satisfaction
and the look upon her face
that says she is proud of what she has
or a curve in her back
that shows she knows what she’s got

I could see a thousand naked ladies
and still want to see a thousand more
do that with anything else
and I’d become sick of it
there is one simple thing
that has to be fulfilled
They have to be naked
stripped of clothing, makeup,
and shyness
because those takes away from the natural beauty
yet
the most beautiful part about
any woman
is knowing that she is happy
with her own naked body
Drew Jan 2014
part of me
wants to see you in love
and happy

another part of me
knows you will be
but
knows it will not be with me

a different part
hopes this isn’t true

most of me
still wants you
while some part of me
is done

yet
all of me
misses the fun

part of me
was left with you
and try all I want
I can never get it back
Drew Jan 2014
if I would’ve known
how much a heart aches
when it finally hits the floor
after falling in love
for such a long time
I don’t know if I would’ve started

they say
for every positive
there is a negative
and from all the
days we were together
I'm spending just as many
sewing my heart back together

I know only one is feeling this
we may have shared the love
but only I am suffering the bitter hate

you picked up your next love
like he was waiting for you
I put down your heart
like it was melted on to my hands
from the long hot nights
when it was all new to us
but now
that’s old news
more time has passed than
we were together
the hot has long turned cold
with you on to you next man
and my heart finally stitched
back in to place
Drew Dec 2013
How hard it is to wait?

We do it all the
time
like growing a seed into a
lime
or standing in a
line
you will be just
fine
like after a glass of
wine
and as time begins to
wane
you will see that what you
want
was well worth that long
wait
Drew Dec 2013
subway coupon
subway coupon
subway coupon

this repetition
everyday
every hour
continuously occurring

how can these people stand this
cycle
it is not even a cycle
it is not even a broken record
it is madness
it is like a infinite knock at the door
by someone who is life dependent upon entering
and won’t give up
just knock knock knock
knock knock knocking
knock it the **** out

city bus tour
city bus tour
city bus tour

this repetition
everyday
every hour
continuously occurring

ten ******* minutes of repeating the same phrase
over and over would drive me nuts
I have no idea to how there are those people
who stand outside all day
holding a sign
or
dressed in a gold suit and hat
waving to every other car
that drives by
and tipping his hat to the rest
the people must be insane
these people are insane
insane, insane, insane I tell ya
they drive me insane
by thinking that they do this every day
they are in desperate need

spare some change
spare some change
spare some change

this repetition
everyday
every hour
continuously occurring

there’s no challenge
there’s no difference
it is depressing to think that they sunk to that level
for a ****** wage
these people need help
more than help finding a new job
but psychological help
either they are so mentally strong they can handle it
or so mentally disturbed they know nothing but
how to pass out flyers, hold a sign or a cup

subway coupons
city bus tour
spare some change

*******

spare me the sadness
of having to hear you
more than once as I walk by

spare me the sadness
of knowing you do this every day
and will continue to every day

spare me the sadness
of thinking that some people
need to do that to make money

do I have to repeat myself?
Drew Dec 2013
I didn’t see it
but she saw it
it caused our end
it broke my heart
I couldn't see it coming
yet, she pointed it out
I refused to acknowledge it
she choose not to emphasize it
it was inevitable
it came
it happened

I can’t define what it was
it tore up my heart
and it did not do me well
I could not escape it

I cried about it
I moped about it
I dreamt about it
I talked about it
with her and without
even after it was all over
and with how much it
changed me, effected me
I still can’t define it
**** it.
Drew Dec 2013
You left me with no one to call dad
I can only say he was or I
remember…
A life not taken but thrown away,
I don’t remember your last words to me
You half assed your good bye
You had two sons
not one
were your minutes that limited? or just in the
wrong place?
Was I not your mini me?
same hair, same eyes
What else do we, did we share?
I don’t know
I won’t know

— The End —