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 Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne
blythe
Every girl like me dreamed to have a prince charming,
Who will treat me as his princess.

I want my prince charming to be -
Handsome,
With really cute smile;
And when I'm walking with him in the mall
Other girls couldn't stop staring at us,
Wishing they have a prince like mine.

I want someone who sings well,
He'll write songs for me
And keeps on serenading me,
Making my me blush all the time.

I'm quite a tall girl,
So he must be at least 4 inches taller than me.
So that even though I'm on my stilettos,
He would still stand tall.

But as I grew older,
I realized that my childish imagination of my prince charming has changed;
Just a decent-looking guy is enough,
I no longer care if he sings well;
I'm no longer too particular of his physical appearance
'Coz I realized
That what's inside his heart is what matters most.

Now, what I want is a sweet guy,
Who will turn ordinary days to special ones,
Keep on surprising me
Making me always happy.

I want to have someone who -
Will genuinely love me;
Is trustworthy;
Will get my family's approval and respect them;
Is a God-loving one;
Will truly care for me;
Is dependable;
Will be true to me;
Will accept me for who I am really;
Will always be there for me.

Whoever he will be,
I will love him for eternity.
 Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne
David
Your name is sweet,
That is why the flowers bloom,
There is the Spring in your movements,
There is a lost world in your eyes
I'm not a liar baby.
But I'll cry wolf it means you'll come to my rescue.

         Never been the damsal but you better be sure I'd play princess if it meant I could call you Charming.

I don't faint at the sight of blood
but I might fake it if it meant you'd catch me.

            I'm not scared of monsters in my closet but I'd say I was
if it meant you'd come cuddle between my sheets.

I'm not saint but I'd be your Angel if you asked me to.

                                          Never had a stable relationship but I'd try if you wanted to see it through.
Kiss my shattered heart
ever so gently.
Trace your fingers along my spine;
Leave your mark.
Grasp my hand;
intertwine your soul with mine.
After you appeared the first time,
I knew it wouldn't be long before my heart bloomed,
a daisy on the windowsill.

Like the twelfth strike come midnight,
it happened
far sooner than I expected.

Between sips of my tea,
your eyes met mine
and there I glimpsed winter;
iced and blue with the radiance
of autumns moon.

I sat atop the granite counter,
legs dangling
and your coffee breath
pressed so close to the nape of my neck,
where your soothing voice reminded my soul to stay.

I rested my forehead against your broad chest
shut my eyes;
listened to the nagging tease of the free wind.

My eyes fluttered open up at you
your familiar grin radiated the dimly lit room.

Your steady heart beat set the rhythm.
I peeled my palms off your chest,
leaving my hand prints behind.

I felt your arms wrap around my waist
and noticed your hands mark their print beside mine.

I wasn't looking for love, when I came across you;
I was looking for life.
and I suppose within you I found both.
 Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne
kgl
i waited
 Jun 2013 Kyleigh Anne
kgl
i waited today
every day, like always
dancing my fingertips across my arms
recalling your touch
you were an ocean and i was
the tide that carried you away from me
consuming my body with your eyes
caressing my ears with your words
embracing my soul with your mind
i waited today
but you never came

*perhaps tomorrow
i'll wait again
She has all but tied me up
Set me in front of her firing squad
Says she did it out of love
Sometimes love just ain't enough

Asked if I have any last request
Lighting my last cigarette
Ain't much of nothing to be said
When there ain't much of nothing left

Refused the blindfold handed me
Needing one last look to see
The baby blues that betrayed me
On this last day of our history
you can crush me under your foot
silence me
squash me
crash into me with your car
make me grovel
make me kiss your feet
rip me apart
strip away everything i have
but you can not
*break me
It's like being in a warm vat of viscous fluid when you are here,
and like being in a hive of razor stinger bees with rabies when you are not.
Comfortable buzz of which no drug can muster.
You are better than opiates.
My face so bitter and coarse, glows like florescent tubing in a flaming wreck.
No tears,
no anger,
just magic.
Magic I can't ignore.
Magic I must conjure.
As sinful as Satan himself.
My bewitching *****.
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