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L Smida Nov 2012
Is there anything like innocence anymore
Can I innocently lay with you on the couch
Can we watch an innocent movie
With an innocent bowl of popcorn
Could I innocently lace my fingers with yours
Can I innocently keep you warm
And can we innocently fall asleep
Innocently in each others arms
Cuddling innocently
Dreaming innocently
Innocently being
That is what I want
L Smida Nov 2012
FWB
We can hold hands
And not get serious
We can make plans
And not get delirious
We can kiss each others faces
And shimmy out of our laces
While my heart races
When you touch those places
And it's all just fun
So we call each other ***
There's no strings attached
Just my heart to be patched
And it's you I adore
Because we both want more
But we'll just cuddle on the floor
No energy anymore
I just want to play
I like the cute things you say
There's nothing to stress
I can't possibly make a mess
For that's what I fear
Hurting you my dear
Getting serious scares me so
******* up makes you my foe
I have to let you know
That I really don't want you to go
Because a friend is what I need
I don't mean to mislead
I thought we agreed
We'd aim to succeed
L Smida Nov 2012
Let's have a little chat
So I can tell you where I'm at
I'm tired of being mad
And I'm sick of being sad
Treat me how ever you will
Because I'm going to be chill
Whether you treat me like a reject
Or reasonably give me respect
I'll remain to treat you the same
I've forgiven myself for all my shame
I'm no longer wallowing in sorrow
Because I have to make something of tomorrow
I'm not ready for something serious
Because I'm still a little delirious
I'll describe it as a disaster
Cause my hearts been fixed with plaster
Ever since its been hard to think
And all I want is to have a drink
Is it too much to ask
For you to take up my task?
Trying to explain
Really hurts my brain
But it's simpler than my speech
Could you at least try to reach
I just need someone to hold on
To ******* catch me before I'm gone
I need to know that someone cares
BUT NOONE ******* DARES
...
Please don't pretend
These wounds need to mend
Cuddle me or not
I saved you a spot
I'd really like it a lot
If you could give it a shot
I promise I won't bite
Unless you start the fight
Okay, okay
Let me just say
That I want you to stay
Because I'm tempted to play
Your hand I want to hold
Our fingers I want to fold
My heart to turn to gold
My whispers to be told
And not to be cold
For we will be bold
Still not exactly what I wanted to say. Me trying to rhyme and get the message across, just doesn't work out
L Smida Nov 2012
Is it wrong to test people?
Or is that role already taken by God?
Because I think it's the only way to really get to know someone
Or see who they really are
God knows who we are
Because he tests us
Over and over
And if I have to play God to get to know you
Well, I'll do just that
It can go one of two ways
I'll either watch you succeed
Or I'll watch you fail
L Smida Nov 2012
I want to call you mine
But mine you are not
I want to say I've fought
But for you I cannot
For I cannot come across a plot
But don't think that I haven't thought
I'm just distractedly caught
Because I don't have a shot
You're way too hott
But I think about you a lot
Which might seem a little distraught
God for bit, I hope its not
More confidence I should've brought
You tell me, do I have a spot
In your heart is where I sought
So please, I beg, don't let me rot
this is lame, i know lol
L Smida Nov 2012
There are certain things
That attract my attention
Here I will tell you
But first I have to mention

That I like girls
And that I find them attractive
The more they're sporty
And the more they're active

With a slim curvy waist
And super nice thighs
The ones who're blonde
With the bright blue eyes

It's important to me
How you deliver your hugs
Cute punk rocker
With big *** plugs

Body like a canvas
Covered in ink
Falling more for you
With each and every blink

Sunglasses bigger
Than your tiny face
Underwear lined
With thin white lace

Piercings here
And piercings there
Short shorts
That you love to wear

A girl's playful aggression
Is totally enough
You might be able to tell
That I like it rough

If you bite my neck
And hold me down
Leave a bruise
And go to town

You'll have my heart
As easy as that sounds
But a good attitude
Is really what astounds

My favorite thing ever
Is when you sit on my lap
So I can wrap my arms around you
And keep you in my trap

I wonder why
It's so hard to find
A cute girl
With a chill mind
L Smida Nov 2012
Just about everything I do
I do without permission
It pretty much turned into
A habit like condition

I guess you can say
That I have a big ambition
I'm eager to surprise
And accomplish my mission

Making people feel special
Is my own competition
And when it works out
It creates a huge suspicion

In or out
Name my condition
I need the ticket
For your admission

I want to be apart
Of your audition
Lets see what we can do
You're the magician

With hands so kind
Such smooth transition
Please show me to
Your favorite position

Can you handle a joke
Before intermission
I'm really only looking
For the cuddling edition

Hold me tight
With the right repetition
I want to ask you
To be my addition
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