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Dec 2015
That day is just not today.
Cocktails, deceptive seduction
High heels, feels so good to be
Exactly who I want to be.
But yet I still find myself in moments
Towering over you, like Rapunzel with her golden locks
We smile and are smitten with each others existence
But I jump on trampolines, discuss the deepest and most intricate things
I let men teach me a thing or two
And with strong eyes stand my ground
Another man released himself on me tonight.

Spanish talk, each bill probably about $40
Rain drops, my hair got so soaked
Shirtless, lights in actors faces
My apartment, didn't recognize it
But hit that ****, the boys and me
They wanna think I'm just another silly woman
But they see and they feel, all of them
That I've got some powerful witty fire
In my lungs
And in my eyes.

Be gone, real soon
Bama will hummin' and whistlin' a tune
Mama says she prays for me
She's sure as hell hopin' I'll make it
And that "The One" will soon appear
And sure, Mama, who doesn't want those things
But soon enough.

But balcony moments, city so city lookin'
I feel so--
Serving food to the wealthiest
I hope my heart doesn't ache from what I can't change
For once tomorrow, often a thing I have experienced
Breathing in work environments, day job
Makes you think of love and love lost
Jealousy, is a funny thing
And I know, you, you
We both must experience it.

You owe me a poem
But you claim you don't write much these days
Our bodies, Yin & Yang
Lying on the bed, fearful to touch too much
But you look at me
As if there were a wedding veil on my head
All along.

But theres not
And certainly not for you
And you dance your hardest, looking, hoping
Just STOP.
I throw my dress back on
He bought me an uber
With a flick of my hair, one final moment
I walk on into the night
To feed my own inner cocoon
Because it ain't about nobody right now
Think. Listen.
Take it in. Take me in.
I know you must resist thoughts of me in your mind
Tonight
As I do you, after fleeing my **** scene


How far I've come and got to go.
What a beautiful thing.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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