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Eli Raenim Oct 2012
I feel I'm falling face first on broken knees,
All because your lust still lingers on my lips,
With the memory of fingers pushing into my hips.
But you know I never could make love stay.

And I'm sorry I keep on calling you all the time.
You only love me as a friend, I heard what you said.
But I've lost some things, like my heart in your bed,
My earring too, and I'll be needing that back.

We're just sour gummie bears and stale cigarettes.
Touching, swapping spit, and taking long car rides,
Never even knowing what the next turn decides.
Only the here and now of Hopeful and Bitter
to: David Jared Braswell
Eli Raenim Oct 2012
She found him today,
and chopped him into tiny pieces.
She always said small things were easier to keep track of.

...I never took her seriously.
Eli Raenim Oct 2012
Stand on the rooftop and gaze into the rips, where the stars, they drew a promise on his skin with needle tips.
Breathing deep the green-grey smoke, guilty spirals in brown eyes. Holding hearts with Porcelain Doll because boy, it gets you high.
  You can paint her face like mother's, sign your name in Freckles noir, but only smile disheveled bitter at the thought that she were yours.
So put your hands up to your mouth and sew it shut with guitar strings, before you shout out to the world the "te amo" you cant sing.
to: Nathan Edwin King
Eli Raenim Oct 2012
What should become of them?
All these fragile white fallen things.

While matted feathers stick to the dew,
of bright morning blades of grass.
Their gaping mouths talk to the depths,
screaming insecurities into his ears.
Sharpened hands close tight around mine,
begging for sympathetic fingertips.
As soft warm eyes squirm in their skulls,
oozing liquid vivid onto tiny faces.

Should I pick them up before they die,
then throw them back into the sky?
Though what goes up, must come down,
so maybe then, their better off on the ground.
Eli Raenim Oct 2012
I think I discovered the world in your hazel-amber eyes.
So charmingly handsome, you gaze my way and the feelings are inescapable - like ocean waves crashing over my body, taking my breath away in its freezing water...
And my mind wonders;

The way your long callused fingers push roughly into my hips. Its as though I'm drowning in their embrace with no air to be taken in between deep kisses
My body shivering under the subtle twitches of yours as I take you in and taste the salty sweat dripping down your neck, slipping between my lips
Our tongues twisting, our legs entwined, my hands tangled in your rippled raven locks desperately trying to hold you closer than our bodies will even allow.
To make you mine, to keep you in that moment; your breathing shallow, my nails buried deep in the skin stretched over your curved spine
Desperately grinding our bones together until we reach the break - finally coming to the surface, gasping for air, grasping one another...

Oh, with nothing more than a glance and that signature crooked smile you have me.
I am caught in your tide, desperately longing for the calm in the wake of your arms. The caress of our hearts pressed and each beat taking me down, holding me up, and blowing me away.
to: Douglas Park Martin
Eli Raenim Oct 2012
I am insecure,
you are always sure.
You are so optimistic,
but I'm the realistic...
reasoning in your life.
Just thought id remind you.

God I wish I could sing,
then maybe you'd like to hear this song again,
cuz saying all of this helps my heart to mend.
And I never even knew I could feel like this,
all just from a simple kiss...

Only in a dream though.
But I just thought Id let you know.
You know I have the strangest dreams,
full of crazy plots and themes.
And your in them all,
just to catch me before I fall.

Falling, for me that's nothing new.
Falling for you.
I'm at that point now where...
just your smile can paint my grey world blue.
Oh, and that cute laugh too,
but I think you know that dont you?

Though if you didn't I know you'd never admit,
but that's okay,
because I love that about you anyway.
Everything about you I'm in love with.
Sorry, I just couldn't resist.

I love your flaws,
and me? I'm just a lost cause.
But you never give up on me,
I just hope that you can see,
that it really really means alot.
My stomach is in knots.

It's hard to tell you this,
I'm afraid there's something I'll miss.
I miss you all the time,
and your hand wrapped around mine.
Without you I'm totally lost,
though sometimes I wonder if were star-crossed...

But I know in the end it will all work out,
With you, how could I ever have a doubt?
Because I love you strong, you love me true.
and we'll always make it through,
Just you and me baby, just us two.
Just a silly little love song Id sing to my ex while dancing around badly playing his ukelele.
Eli Raenim Oct 2012
Standing underneath the moon, stars, and satellites.
The sky is falling but not for us, not tonight.

"We're a perfect match" I thought, "Your blue eyes and my blue heart."
And you can call us crazy if you want but we simply just got a head start.

Death is running through our veins, indefinitely ill.
For us it's real, just check the hospital bill.

A black blooded girl and broken-hearted boy.
But we accept the cruel hand we're dealt and still find joy.

We're starting over now. History is fiction.
Not even God can't touch us; we're out of his jurisdiction.

We were filed under "left for dead" so fate sewed us together with a needle and thread.

Baby, together we are invincible. We may bend, but we will not be broken.
To: Jeffery Oliver Sergeant
Eli Raenim Oct 2012
Liquid ballerinas wait behind pink curtains...
to dance upon a stage of flesh.
Dancing, twirling and spinning for all to see,
but embarrassment overcomes them at every mistake.
All tumbling off the stage to a cold hard floor,
each falling to shambles at everyone's feet...
And the audience can only laugh.
Eli Raenim Oct 2012
5 seconds... 13 seconds... 25 seconds...

My God Ive never seen a clock move so slowly.
Wasting my time, wasting my short lifeline - ever so slowly wasting away my precious time.

******, let me out! I'm so constricted by these minutes.
Impaled by red second hands, ******* by the hours, hanging from a moment... Or maybe it's just the number 12.
Its so hard to tell from upside down.

Ticking clocks in my mind; never stopping, never changing, never faulting.
The blood starts to rush to my head, vision blurring to black and white, and then, I swear I felt it stop!

...

...39 Seconds... 46 seconds...53 seconds.

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