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 May 2014 EarthGurl2004
ohNoe
Crash into Crush


Even more than like the first time you ever felt Love or Lust or Beyond Both at the same time when your heart told your mind that your soul was singing when your body breathed every breath believing in nothing **** her Body as Beauty, the perfect perfume for her Personality


  I have a huge crush on someone
    who will never think of me as someone
      who she could ever have a crush on
  But that doesnt mean my feelings fade away
    they stay day after day after day
      only stronger the things that they say
  And i dont know how to not be sad
    whenever i think of her
  And i cant not think of her
    for very long
      very often

She's a Gorgeous Goddess
  with an Angel's Voice
but i'm a  suave swan
   re-become the ugly dorkling
 Mar 2014 EarthGurl2004
Keiji
do you know flowers
you know the ones you press
the ones you try to keep forever
by binding them in the folds of a book
so they retain their sweet perfume
she smelt nothing like that
she was wild and vicious
her smell was savagery
raw and unkempt and full of power
and lust but also sweet and pale
an anemic honey like wilting wyseteria
her taste sugary, grassy, bitter like a tonic
medicinal
 Mar 2014 EarthGurl2004
Fah
I've swapped:

Blue skies/\Grey Skies
Monsoon Rain/\Drizzle
Island/\Island
Family/\Family

and it makes me tired, but i should not complain, it's a strange kind of beauty.

All this movement....it's something i asked for... but it carries with it a kind of intoxicating nostalgia.

On one hand , it's a most free feeling , the nomadic journey.
One see's with eyes wide open , to the new oldness of a place , and the new oldness of the people who reside there.
You, with cut throat precision come to terms with the fact that,
whilst you have been adventuring, feeling the motions..routine has stood time still...

On the other hand. I yearn for a key to my own front door, where my bags are not packed, and i can invite people over, where i can cook, and clean and maybe fall asleep on the kitchen floor if i feel so inclined.

For there are more gains then losses and i am thankful , for my lesson filled  escapade that is this fictitious life.

  ---

I've been told many things but i have felt a few more.

I - in all my running , nothing has really worked out the way i'd hoped.
But i have become fierce , like a panther.

I stalk the quiet night time hours , i seek the cover of darkness, i want to fly under the radar.

I've been told many things but i have felt a few more.

Don't waste energy talking about something , just do it.
Watchful like a fox, notice the energetic frequencies of actions , of places of emotions , of times , of days.

I've been told many things but i have felt a few more.

People are always warning me ,
you need to remember you were made to have a mortal life.

As if i can escape it.
i've written very little - in a space where usually i would use writing as my funnel to make sense of this strange world...i guess it's all starting to flow now... Swapped Bali for London and another swap in 2 days..
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