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Jan 2017
An angel aura stone
You grabbed the candles upon which
They dangled
Her hair was so long, little shorts
Pale yellow jello heels
I wore white and very little make up
We were in the back of a car together
We didn't speak
Both concluding the other as evil
At last I broke the silence
And her body turned towards me
Her eyes lit up
As if she has been feeling lost all this time
And never wanted me as the enemy.

You traipsed down the path
I stood in my white cape
I could see you swallow and look away
And tend to your garden
Of the woman you hurt after me
It was me you could not confront.

We were good ole friends by this point
Sweet lost Liz and I
She looked over at me
Her long hair swinging
I felt like a statue
And remained open and not expectant
Angel aura
He got your angel aura
The crystal I wore around my neck
My favorite crystal of all time
And I took a shower and it was hard to reach me
But they all wanted to.

We all ended up on the bed
Piled high in what was friendship
I was there though I had not been for so long
And knew I would not stay
The blonde haired cherub
Who always wanted me to stick around
But must have known the deepest of your ways
"Okay so is she part of the group now again?"
He said with tired needing an answer filled hope
And I said no no
No no
Just let it be
And you cornered me
With your graze of hair and small stature
Those eyes that would rather have eaten me than loved me
You didn't like what was happening here
But yet you yearned
And then I woke up.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   James and Botan
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