I just told her that I've been battling writers block for months and that I needed something to draw inspiration from.
So she told me I can take a picture ,
Just so long as I ask first and so I asked her;
To be my permanent model.
And now I hold those words & that picture, close to my heart. whenever I'm going through , they are, she is, right there - pumping through my veins & eventually running straight through to my brain like a drug of some kind -
a never ending recurring image of her frame;
Not being stopped by time.
In this timeframe, the main thing ...
Is, she is my motivation .
With or without her knowing.
I'd get on my knees & plead if she were to leave.
Like, "why are you going ?
You are the pieces,
You are my rib,
You are my finished puzzle.
My unfinished body,
God made you specifically to fit me."
And she'd probably gasp & say something to the affect of: **** well I never knew you felt it like that."
Only because I never knew how to express myself like this.
But before I go I must run through this list, of things I must get done, and you are number 5 , number 4 , number 3, number 2, and number 1.
And as the countdown ensues;
I'll keep chasing after you,
Until I have you gripped in my arms like glue.
Resting on me, I'm kissing on you.
Ohh what a night , you're like the stars & the moon.
So right.
This feels.
You are.
There in the morning like the sunrise;
That's why,
Before I leave I get on my knees and pray while you sleep.
Hoping to God that in my brief absence you won't ... Leave .
-Ep
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
I just told her that I've been battling writers block for months and that I needed something to draw inspiration from.
So she told me I can take a picture ,
Just so long as I ask first and so I asked her;
To be my permanent model.
And now I hold those words & that picture, close to my heart. whenever I'm going through , they are, she is, right there - pumping through my veins & eventually running straight through to my brain like a drug of some kind -
a never ending recurring image of her frame;
Not being stopped by time.
In this timeframe, the main thing ...
Is, she is my motivation .
With or without her knowing.
I'd get on my knees & plead if she were to leave.
Like, "why are you going ?
You are the pieces,
You are my rib,
You are my finished puzzle.
My unfinished body,
God made you specifically to fit me."
And she'd probably gasp & say something to the affect of: **** well I never knew you felt it like that."
Only because I never knew how to express myself like this.
But before I go I must run through this list, of things I must get done, and you are number 5 , number 4 , number 3, number 2, and number 1.
And as the countdown ensues;
I'll keep chasing after you,
Until I have you gripped in my arms like glue.
Resting on me, I'm kissing on you.
Ohh what a night , you're like the stars & the moon.
So right.
This feels.
You are.
There in the morning like the sunrise;
That's why,
Before I leave I get on my knees and pray while you sleep.
Hoping to God that in my brief absence you won't ... Leave .
-Ep
You guys get it first.
This is my last poem before leaving for basic training. The titled wasn't even meant to be so aptly thought of I just put the words together . The cover art to this poem will be posted around 12:30 noon tomorrow on my blog: www.julysveryown25.blogspot.com . Thank you all for the support . Wish me luck as i embark on this journey to serving our nation! Love you. Enjoy the poem .
