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Jolene Perron Oct 2010
Your touch,
sends chills,
racing through,
my entire body.

Your smile,
sends jolts,
of electricity,
through my heart.

The words you say,
make my heart skip,
the way you talk,
makes my head summersault.

The worse part,
of this whole thing,
is I can't tell you,
and you don't even know...
Jolene Perron Oct 2010
The simple touch,
you arms on me.
A place like this,
I want to forever be.

We talked, we listened,
to each other's life story.
This new friendship,
unlike any before thee.

Your smile and dimples,
spread across your face.
You laughter and jokes,
make me never want to leave this place.

You walked me home,
straight to the door.
You held me close,
unlike before.

You leaned in close,
kissed my lips.
Your touch passionate,
hands on my hips.

"I just wanted to know,
what it would be like."
You told me as,
we ended the night.

I stood astonished,
as you left the scene.
Me emotions ran wild,
inside of me.

My eyes opened up,
I rolled over in bed.
Those last 4 stanzas,
were just in my head.

But all before that,
that lies in my heart.
When we're close together,
or farther apart.

And there's no other feeling,
like when you hold me tight.
My dear, that touch,
can get me through the night.

Your smile, your eyes,
our laughter and tears.
With you by my side,
I have no more fears...
Jolene Perron Oct 2010
Music, books,
electronic things.
You make me smile,
and my happiness sing.

Your hugs so warm,
your eyes so bright.
On my bad days,
you tell me "Hunny, it's alright"

It feels like I've known you,
for what seems like forever.
You took a young girl,
and you continue to help her.

It scares me to think,
how close we have gotten.
In such a short time,
my unhappiness forgotten.

I don't know how you do,
what is it is you do to me.
But honey, please,
promise you won't leave.

It's been quite a while,
since I've had a friendship like this.
You're everything I dreamed of,
everything I missed.

I watch your eyes shine,
I hear your voice sing.
I see the clothes you wear,
and I admire your ring.

Everything about you,
intricate and amazing.
What I am when I'm with you,
there's never been such a thing.

I guess all I'm trying to say,
is I'm glad to have you there.
To hug me all the time,
I've found someone who cares. <3
Jolene Perron Oct 2010
After all the tears,
the painful heartaches.
The reluctancies,
and the stress we've made.

After all we've been through,
mostly all the bad.
I'm thankfull for all of this,
all the fun we had.

And when I look back,
and I remember even the fights.
The times we said goodbye,
the tears I cried at night.

I'm thankfull for it all,
because it helped me so much.
To be stronger on my own,
to kick away that crutch.

To stand alone myself,
and be proud of who I am.
Alone with someone,
to always help me stand.

My biggest fear has been,
to always stand alone.
But I'm not so afraid now,
to be on my very own.

After all we've been through,
and will go through later I'm sure.
You have been my heartache,
but have also been my cure.

You've helped me be stronger,
and it took me till now to know.
That I'm thankfull for us,
even if I don't show.

So here's my chance to say,
I'm thankfull for you in my life.
When we're all smiling,
and even through the strife.

Thank you for who you are,
and everything you do.
Most importantly though,
thanks for being you.
This week we were talking about what we were thankful for at The House Of Shalom. I was thinking in my mind, I'm thankful for him. Even if we fight, even if we're mad at eachother, he helped bring out the best in me. He helped bring out the fighter and the believer and the one who can stand on her own. I'm thankful to have had him in my life, even if he was just one of those people who walked in to teach me a lesson and just had to walk out again. He was there for a reason, and I've come to realize that reason. I just wanted to express that to everyone. <3 Happy Thanksgiving (however you spell it)
Jolene Perron Oct 2010
They tell her to forget,
he's a piece of the past.
But how can she forget,
something she wanted to last?

They tell her it's over,
and to just let go.
She's trying her hardest,
but comes with nothing to show.

Just because it's her past,
doesn't mean she won't remember.
The one who made her smile,
the one who said forever.

Just because she's moved on,
doesn't mean she doesn't cry.
Spends time writing,
and to all of them she's lieing.

Forgive and forget isn't easy,
and it rarely ever works out.
When that friendship that once made you smile,
has been reduced to nothing but shouting.

Forgive and forget seems,
like an easy thing to do.
But not when she's lieing,
and truely misses you.
Jolene Perron Oct 2010
The pitter patter on the floor,
the warm welcome as you walk in.
This is your comfort,
this is man's best friend.

They bark at the door,
when any stranger comes near.
Letting you know,
"Master, someone's here!"

They listen to you cry,
when it seems no one else will.
They make you laugh,
and always give you a thrill.

A dog, a pet, but more than that,
it's a family memeber.
And when they're taken away,
they remain in your heart forever.
This was written in memory of a beloved dog named Lucy. We all grew up with her, and she was more than just our best friend's pet. She was a member of their family. Lucy Lou, you will be missed <3 RIP
Jolene Perron Oct 2010
Stiches stiched,
across her lips.
Pen sits,
on her finger tips.

Her writing is true,
she gets is point blank.
From the moment it happened,
and when her heart sank.

She scribbles the truth,
but does anyone see.
The hurt and betrayal,
the sadness in she.

She's forced to be quiet,
to stand alone.
In the rain and winds,
she is on her own.

It all happened,
what does it mean?
She's spent 3 years,
searching for meaning.

She's tried to tell,
the truth but then.
He's with someone new,
and she's silent again.

She watches in silence,
wanting to say.
To tell her the truth,
what happened that day.

The tape is over,
her mouth this time.
Waiting in silece,
her words confined.

The pen never stops,
she hits the keys hard.
The memory painful,
but she's moving forward.
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