Lonely night
******* fights
Those high standard bars
Leave her body covered in scars

She waits for him
But on a whim
Someone must come
Oh who is her one

He holds her heart like no one can
Just grow some ***** and be a man
She needs your help your strength and love
She believes you're sent from up above

How can she tell you she harmed once more
In her soul is such a war
Please don't be angry or sad or annoyed
And for her well being do not be paranoid

Her heart aches and pains to be with you
To her for love you secretly flew
So lovely you are she loves you more than any
It's safe to say you are her lucky penny

I remember the windy day after church
We were waiting outside a resturant
For our parents to arrive.

I remember the way you held me
You kissed my lips, against a wall
Your mom was so ******.
I didn't care
I was in pure bliss.

I remember the day we were home alone
We were waiting in the living room
For my parents to come home

I remember the way you held me
You kissed me and, I kissed back
They would have been so ******.
I didn't care
I was in pure bliss.

I remember the Sunday in January
We were waiting so hungrily
For my parents to finish talking.

I remember the way she looked at us
She thought we were already married
Nothing that day would make us ******.
We were in pure bliss.

I remember that warm night in August
We kept being torn apart
For I was new and you were not.

I remember when we finally hung out
And when we spoke words so heartfelt
Nothing again would make us ******.
We are in pure bliss.

I remember sitting on a park bench
It was dark but I felt bright.
I remember the way you kissed me
It was imperfect but so flawless and from the heart.

I remember the taste of your lips when we pulled away and smiled under the street light. I remember after sharing out first kiss we shared a cigarette, and then we shared our hearts in a subtle secret way. You've tainted my life and all my memories are filled with you.

What if I sew your lips shut
With my needle and thread
Liars shouldn't speak to me
They don't know how mean I can be

My favorite red lipstick
Is the shade of your blood
As I color my soft lips
And entice you with my hips

Such a bad boy you have been
Your punishment is overdue
Choose your weapon knife or gun
Come on baby this'll be fun

You didn't know this side of me
You didn't know I was this kinda girl
I'm craving for some blood to spill
Not mine though, that's the thrill

You and I can have a grand time
Staining carpets just for fun
Off with their heads
For all those things they said

Ever since I discovered Love
Or that silly thing I called it,
I've written poems for the boys
Though when I started, with little wit.

I have always fancied artists
Doesn't matter what their kind,
The creative bunch intrigues me
Probably why I study the mind.

A poem for this boy a poem for that
I have one for each I've cared for.
(There's one that has more than most
That one boy, I especially adore).

But someday in my life
I want to be the subject
Of someones endearing words,
Each stanza delicately handpicked

They don't have to make me swoon,
Fall in love or be romantic,
I just want to be admired
By sketched words not a tactic

Now please don't judge my soul
For wanting admiration,
Everyone one this planet wants it
Regardless of city, race or nation.

Some desire it less
Some desire it more
But would you really reject
A lovers kiss in a bookstore?

But as for now at this time
I don't need a kiss right away,
I just want a poem for me
(Pardon the atrocious cliche).

So someday in my life
I hope to be the subject
Of someones endearing words,
Each stanza, for me, handpicked.

Rotting flesh
Oh so fresh
Tearing skin
From within
As many scars
As the stars

Healing stitch
What an itch
Worth the pain
Such a gain
Heart of pure
You're my cure

Making clean
Now pristine
Once broke
Now awoke
Pure love
From above

My strong glue
Thank you

Have you ever found yourself
Dying to explain your poetry?
To someone so new in  your life,
Your level of fear when it comes
To losing them is so so absurd.

I've written a lot about love and loss.
As well as the problems in my soul.
I want to show you my heart and mind,
But there I go again with giving too much
Too soon. Please forgive me my flaws.

So there you have it, my poetry blog.
Poems about you, and some other guys
But only one or two. Did you pay attention
When I told you that it takes a lot for me
To find an affection towards someone?

I've written a few stanzas
We can call it a poem
But none of it will flow
It all sounds so dumb

How ironic the timing,
My inspiration has gone
I miss my recent dream
I hope it's not away for long

But when it returns to me
I hope it has found
What it was looking for
So we can stay on the ground

I promise I'm patient
I can wait a long while
Doesn't mean I won't miss
Your handsome smile

Just friends, you say?
I can do that, ***
I just want you in my life
No pressure, just fun

And if you come back to me
Saying you want more
That's okay with me too
I just want what God has in store

Little girl with the miss-matched socks
Who are you to think you make a difference
In someones life so they'd go that far
To end it all is a big commitment
You think you make that difference?

Little boy in the too-short jeans
She didn't mean to break you
Thought that's the way it seems
To end it all is a big commitment
You think you can handle that difference?

Best friends in the whole wide world
She said she saw him first though
A taken boy but for his attention you twirled
To end it all is a big commitment
You thought he was worth this difference?

Best guy to ever walk the earth
Who are you to feel so shattered
She left but you're allowed to feel tattered
To end all is a big commitment
You think she won't hate this difference?

How blessed I am to feel a love too deep
and to know a passion so blind.
How grateful I am for a torture so fulfilling
and a pain so worthwhile.

Ravishing charming captivating enchanting
The purest of loves isn't as pure as you think.
Always leave room for mistakes and forgiveness
Push and pull, give and take.

True love isn't about butterflies and nervousness
It isn't about looking your best and smelling like roses.
True love is laughter, silence, content glances
Not being ashamed of your body, or weaknesses.

How lucky you will be when you know a love too deep
And a passion so blinding.
Be grateful for the torture that is fulfilling
And a pain that is so worthwhile.

Well goodness me here is a poem for thee
My heart my mess in four stanzas or less.
They'll all be from me oh no down to three
Not much to confess not much left to guess.

It may sound like dung and is rolls off my tongue
Don't take this as pressure my darling sweet treasure.
Sweet words we have sung and in the clouds we hung
You are my hearts greatest pleasure to an infinite measure.

Not yet will we start for unready is the heart
Patiently we will wait till our time and our date.
Though we're apart we are music we are art
Love isn't a weight and should not frustrate.

Well I am okay with this and I will wait for my kiss
I don't mind being a friend and not the one which you depend
On this line I will use the word bliss but not with remiss
Writing you poems might turn into a trend but for this one right here this is the end.

That first hug at the bus stop
We were both shaking
But only a minute
Till we felt so at home,
Sorry our first kiss
Was outside a bathroom
In a bus station
Next to our fathers
I just couldn't wait any longer,
Resting my hands on your soft neck
And gazing into your deep loving eyes
Could easily and happily be
My most favorite past time,
Laughing by the fire
Holding all close in the snow
Spending time by you
Is the best time I've ever known,
The way you hold me
Firm and loving
Gentle and safe
Such and overwhelming craving,
I felt it too, our heart aching
As I lightly brushed the tears
Off your soft but fuzzy cheeks
As we stood in the rain
And you were pulled away
And I watched you drive away again
But at least this time, darling
I know you're my best friend
And soon we'll be together
Laughing and smiling and holding each other
And before too long has passed
We'll be married and all close
Forever, at last