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Nov 2014 · 583
Love, Lust
Stuck!
Stuck in the deep clutches of love!
Where to go! I love him!
But I lust for him!
How he looks at me makes chills move up my spine.


Love
But how he loves me
its to much.
Im too good for him
But its too late Im in too deep.


LUST
His lust,
His kiss
His look
His touch
His everything.


Love
But His love
Unconditional
But the chains are coming out
the fear of hurting and making a mistake.
but would I be losing happiness?  

Im not a toy,
So why do I feel like one?
torn between both men!
who will win?
Maybe I'll find the answer at the bottom of this bottle.
Maybe on day I'll wake up and I'll know the answer.

Who knows.
But the LUST is strong.
The LOVE is strong but growing demanding.

Where do I go?
Aug 2014 · 369
Call to Arms Part 2
HIM
Just as I feared.
I could not keep my promise.
An ambush waited for my team.
I hear the yelling, the gun shots.
Then nothing.
Nothing but blackness and silence.

HER
I hear a knock on the door.
I wondered who it could be.
As I feared.
I got the letter.
It read...
* Dear Mrs. Alexander
We are so sorry to say that your husband has been
injured in the battle field.
He is being flown over to a local hospital.
He is in critical condition, and in a coma.
You will be informed when you may come and visit.

Sincerely,
The United States Air Force.
*

NO!
NO!
NO!
How could this happen?
Why?
I cried for hours.
Knowing that he is alive is a blessing,
But knowing he could die is a curse.

HIM
Her.
All I see is her.
Nothing else.
No one else.
Just her.
Its her love that keeps me alive.

I will wake up from this coma.
and when I do I will love her like there is no tomorrow.

FIN
Aug 2014 · 356
Call to Arms
HIM.
I've been called out.
To serve my country.
But how can I leave her?

I must go.
But she stands there.
In the driveway.
Crying and begging me not to leave.

I look at my rearview mirror.
And begin to cry.
I can't leave her.
I can't let her go.
But I have to.

HER
I cry and beg him not to go.
I stand in the driveway as he leaves.
My heart breaks.
As I scream for him.
My body aches for him.

I can't bear to lose him.
As I lay on our bed,
Clutching his picture,
I hear wheels on our gravel driveway.

Is it him?
Is he coming home?
My heart is pounding.
There is butterflies in my stomach.

HIM
Just one more hug.
Just one more kiss.
Just one more everything.

I run to her and she runs to me.
I tell her I still have to go.
But I just needed to say good bye again.

She cries.
I wipe her tears away.
I will come back. I promise
I tell her.
In hopes I can keep this promise.

HER
He comes back.
I cry and say good bye for a while
He gives me a kiss on the cheek.
I start to cry even harder.

I feel like my heart is breaking.
He said he'd come back.
I'll be here waiting.

I lay on our bed once again.
SEVERAL MONTHS PAST

HIM
It's been months since I've seen her.
I finally get to go home.
I can't wait to see her.
Will I get to?
Will I make it home?

HER
Finally I can see him!
Oh how I can't wait to see him.
But, Will he come home the same?
Will he be walking to me?
Or will he be carried to me?

**TO BE COUNTED
This poem is written so the reader can see both sides of the story.
Jun 2014 · 421
Young love
She was blinded by love
He was player her
She ran away with him
He thought of a scandalous plan

She loved him
He just wanted ***
She gave him all that he wanted
He never gave anything in return

She wanted flowers
He wanted a new toy
She wanted kids
He wanted to get rid of her for good

She messed up one night
He had enough
She pleaded sorry
He lost it

She never got her flowers
She never got her kids
He got away
He was going to claim someone else
This is for those who keep their guard down. expect the unexpected.
Apr 2014 · 359
The Wind
The wind blew me across the land,
Fast and Fierce,
Never to stop,
Never to look behind,
Keeps me wanting to slow down,
See the world I live in,
Will I ever get the chance?

Will anyone try to catch me?
Could I stop the wind?
I just couldn't,
I didn't have the strength to do it,
Because no one can stop The Wind.

— The End —