You touch me in a way
I simply cannot comprehend.
My soul is aroused
and I cannot control
the rush of emotion
racing through my veins,
this rollercoaster,
this train
tugging my heavy heart
closer and closer
to it’s final destination,
your hands.

Your soft lips met with mine,
you and I lost and entwined,
you trace my outline with your fingers
and your sensual touch lingers.
I quiver, I quake,
this is an ****** I cannot fake.

I crave you like a crack head craves a fix,
something to scratch the itch,
something to feed the frenzy,
the sudden rush of adrenaline maybe,
something to savour in
the flavour of your skin,

You’re my bad habit,
one of which I’m not about to quit

I want over and under my skin,
and inside of every pore.
I want to lose myself in you,
and feel completely raw.

Still darkness until
car lights suddenly leave me
so dazed and confused.

Let me be your Spartacus, baby.
I'll break down these prison walls
and I'll rescue you from this thrall.
Let me be your Spartacus, baby.
I'll take a thousand lashings for you
and I'll fight all of Rome if I have to.

Work is not so fun,
too many bodies to move,
please go somewhere else.

I don’t know what to say
Or I do, but I’m too shy to say it.
(May I kiss you?
May I kiss you?)
And even if we sit and stare at our feet through awkward silences
there is nowhere else I’d rather be
because I like your company.
(May I kiss you?
May I kiss you?)
I wish I could read your mind,
You laugh at my silly, little jokes just to be kind.
(May I kiss you?
May I kiss you?)
You’re too cute to ignore,
now I’m left wanting so much more.
(May I kiss you?
May I kiss you?)

Head full of nothing
and a blank word document -
writers block prevails.

I’ve never met a soul like yours,
you were my remedy,
you gave nourishment to my bones
and you filled this hole deep within me.

I’ve never met a soul like yours,
you gave me meaning,
you changed me
and made me who I am today.

I’ve never met a soul like yours,
you left me breathless
and begging for more.

My head is killing me,
Or is it my heart?
or the fact that you take back
what you start?
Cut me open and bleed me dry
whilst I ponder the reason why
you led me on for so long,
you made me believe.
I wish I was strong,
strong enough to walk away,
but I was stupid and I wanted to stay.

I want to burst through your door
and show you that I can give you more.
I’m done with this suffocating cocoon,
this protective mask I’m wearing to save face
or just in case you break my heart.
I’m ready to spread these wings
and in shades of brilliance fly high into the sky
and take you by surprise.
You leave me feeling electric
and I can’t help, but fix on those eyes,
at a single glance a gorgeous green,
soon adjusted into a bright blue -
****, now there is nothing I can do.

A little rough around the edges,
you know nothing is perfect,
and yet it was worth it,
it was worth the anxiety,
the where are you?,
what are you doing?
and who is she?
because all you have to do is
kiss me,
and I’m yours.

Wrap me in rainbows,
colour me in sevenfold:
red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet.
Give me something that I can never forget,
dig out the love that’s buried deep within
and let your tenderness radiate my skin
as I find myself in the curve of your feminine form
on cloud nine with seven minutes in heaven
a new love has been born.
You breathe perfection to these naive bones
and make me feel things I don’t deserve
for seven deadly sins you make it known:
pride, wrath, lust, greed, gluttony, envy and sloth.
Can I be your lucky number seven
and make you feel hot?
Shine your bright light on me,
lift me up for I wear broken wings
and set me free from this self inflicted misery.

When you're not here with me
my hollow heart is begging you
to replace the space
with warmth,
and with feathers
and I will just be forever.

Sometimes I like to lay on the ground
straight,
flat
and the pressure numbs my lungs,
the carpet itches against my cheek,
and I feel the noise of this house
in the walls,
the floors,
the bones.
And then I know
this is home.

Like every other dreamer
I’m in love
with the idea
that I’m going to be
a star.

Do you want romance?
because I feel like giving my heart away,
so today I stole these words in a desperate plea
to free you
from her,
I am nothing like her.
For example,
I said: roses are red,
Violets are blue
And let’s not forget those three words:
I, love, you.
I love you.

Racing hearts and heavy lungs,
in black and white,
here it comes,
it spills over;
gratification.

Your the reason for this ambivalence,
the reason my head is mentally screaming at my heart,
beating it black and blue with words,
a silent rage, an internal battle -
this is war.
Let go,
let go,
let ******* go.

I catch a glimpse
electric blue, smiling
and I beg for another chance
I wish I knew
what was behind
those eyes
and why
something deep inside
me moves
and my curiosity leads me
closer and closer
towards you.

This one is for you,
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter,
typical haiku.

It’s not about the numbers,
this is not a numbers game.
It’s about filling my heart
with the love you create,
it’s about cutting myself
wide   open
and placing my organs
in perfect order on the floor
and hoping you somehow relate.

It’s easier to criticise
than create,
In smoke-filled rooms
I cannot escape,
I will decide
my own ******* fate.

When the sun goes down
this unknown land is our playground,
we are free to discover it's endless beauty.

This is just how we are at night.

In still black and white
this moment is ours,
we are the kings
and no one can take that away
(until the break of day).

With branches like arms,
like fingers holding on to leaves
tightly
eventually letting go.
With roots like veins,
like life lines tracing back
to hundreds of years ago.

As the seasons change
we change.

Open up, let it in,
let it fill your lungs like oxygen
until your chest bursts and it spills,
make all that you touch beautiful,
and love with all that you are,
with every fibre of your being,
with your skin and your bones
and whatever is left within.

I sit on your face,
and I can feel my heart race,
it feels like first place.

Angel of my dreams,
please don't let me sleep alone,
need you to hold me.

I’d hate to jump in
and break this

awkward

silence,

you’re just so beautiful to watch.

I will not choose
to confuse
with language
I do not know
how to use.

I said no thanks, boys,
why don’t you understand that
I like ******* girls?

Out of sight,
out of mind -
empty, empty
words I find
because you're
always, always
out of sight,
yet you're
always, always
on my mind.