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I'm glad we made the uniting
Life without it unexciting
I love you so much
Almost like a crutch

Chocolaty cup filled
With peanut buttery goodness
What a dream

But wait there's more
The first has a partner
Another sweet addition

You can have it
On one condition
Let's be like Reeses
Out of a Jeep
Onto his ****
Cute little sh*t looks up
"I fall"

What goes up
Must come down
If you don't wanna fall
Keep your feet on the ground

Sometimes I wanna **** you
Always pushing those limits
Then I remember you're two

So I smile as you jump
Right off the couch arm
Right into mine
For a special young man named Wyatt Michael Birner when he can read one day :)
Takin wax off this fender
I'm gettin into the beat
This Rag held loosely in hand
I begin to tap my feet

Slidin smoothly across these body lines
Like we're on a dance floor
Groovin to these rhymes

I remember the one instance
we really danced.

Wishing I'd taken the chance
just a little more often.

My body moving rhythmically
I'm twirling you expertly
Through the depths of my mind

I flash back to me and realize
I'm just holdin a Rag
Laughing at how I symbolize
You're a much better dance partner
You looked for my buttons
With nerve and steady pace
Licking my muttons
I loved your sweet-
+Taste-
+Of victim's meat
This you sought in loving me
It helps you to feel complete
I know this-
+Truly-
+Do I miss
The way you made me feel?
My heart filled up with zeal
As I-
+Reminisce-
+About the nights we had
I'm afraid I'll resist
For my health it's-
+Bad-
+For I'm betwixt
A rock and a hard place
Feelings all a mixed
I'm slowly losing-
+Face-
+This simple musing
Like Dexter's DeeDee
BOOM...My la bora tory
T    y   s    a              g
  o    o   o    m        n
          u          u    i
                     ­     s

My Buttons all scattered
My world a tilt-o-whirl
I fade into red
I hate you stupid girl

Sorry for my hasty reactions
I know I blew my top
You only had the best intentions
But Sweets I couldn't stop

Just like a Sour Patch Kid
Sweet, Sour, Gone
I wasn't sure if you did
Ever love me at all
Heat and pressure build
Slowly I am filled
Jostled by my brethren
I can't wait to join them

As it gets more violent
They rumble with sound
Harder to stay silent
Feeling so profound

So close can barely focus
Overcome by stimulus external

Finally it happens...POP...
Surprise, I was a popcorn kernel!!!
For my sister, who asked me very seriously what it felt like to be a popcorn kernel about to pop.
Ride and shout like Paul Revere
Inside you is great power
So open up and let go your fears
Evict them from your tower

Up up and away we'll fly
Please come join me in the sky
Rise up and sing
In yourself believe
Shattered is nothing
Escape this pensieve

Under the surface
Perhaps YOU'RE WORTH IT!!!
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