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Jul 2016 · 322
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Sir Loin Jul 2016
I guess you could say
I'm tired of being the cancerous person everyone has such a hard time around
I wish I could for a little everytime someone I love complains about having to be around me
I'm feeling so tired
And no I don't believe in change
So I might as well hang up all the memories I never had and put that 12 G to my dome and let my life's succession splatter all over tha wall
Jun 2016 · 371
My leslie
Sir Loin Jun 2016
The exasperated sunlight beamed over the bottom lace of my show , the bus ride seemed intrepid but I guess you could say it was the whiskey that brought me there
As I say I got off on the wrong foot the wrong stop , so here began my journey
The walk thru the small city , where the vendors sold their merchandise,  streets dedicated to bartering, the congregation sat and day dreamed about the love and sadness they never got to feel

Jubilation took over me and the hot sun didn't seem that bad anymore
My eyes were fixed on the tallest tree
Clairvoyant
I knew that you laid in the grass , and thought about my arrival
How I looked
How I smelled
How I felt
Cupidity filled both of what we'd like to call our hearts at the time
But I'd be lying if I said the hour bus long ride was for your exasperated ****
Your heart spoke to me
Like the froth of the sea
You stirred what was left of my imagination
The deep depths of my subconscious spoke to me and there I was yours

Arriving to the park I circled 2 times looking for my future
But I couldn't seem to find what I was looking for so I sat
Anxiously awaiting your arrival
Then there it was! A minute later
You came trailing to me
Ebulliently I payed attention to your every step
Because then and there my life changed forever more
You were filled with something I never quite seen
The sun radiated of your thighs and hips but you were swaddled by the trees shade
I studied every crease
I studied your eyes
Your lips that were a oasis of ice freezing water in the lowest dooms of the hottest deserts
Your hair that was possessed by the slow winds and your feet that walked the same ground as I
Your fingers and the nails that resigned on them
Your chin and the curves of your face
Your ears and the wax they contained
I was never more in love , deeply madly , unconditionally
"Love at first sight may sound trite but it's true you know, I coukd list the details of everything u ever wore or said"

Then you greeted me
Effulgent
Luminous
Zealous

Before we knew it, we were buying liquid courage
The courage thag makes you wanna feel and love
Do stuff you will never be ashamed of
You laid ur head on my shoulder and I felt it
I felt the eaze
the sensation tingled up my spine and left me scared
It was hard to say
But you made the first move
As you always like to state (haha)
Other than this poem stuff
I'd like to say
I've never met anyone as gentle and loving as you
I've never been so attached to a PERSON
I've never been so in love that it makes me want to cry
I've never knew relationships or friendship till I met you
You make me another kind of happy
You lift me I when I cry
And you love me when I need it most
I can't wait to spend eternity with you my wild love
Now my phone Is on 5% I'll greet you with a hello kiss someday in the future my love
For my one and only , never can I love another, never will I love without you
Jun 2016 · 267
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Sir Loin Jun 2016
I guess you could say I'm a little hung up on the past
Days of not speaking and days that were spoiled before they even began
I guess you could say I'm still a little hung up on the fact you would never introduce me to the friends we'd randomly run into
I guess I could say that sometimes I'm unreasonable
the crystalline memories of us sweating kn eachother and skin rubbing against each other so viciously it leaves our skin pink
The day dreams of days we have not yet spent together
And the rest of it doesn't matter
Jun 2016 · 282
uhhuh
Sir Loin Jun 2016
Time stops to run its feet thru the sand hands in my hair
Until I have time to conspire
Leave me alone
Jun 2016 · 328
Not a poem but my feelings
Sir Loin Jun 2016
After coming down from a acid trip
I realized
I am alone in this world
I AM ALONE
No one is there and no one will ever be there
No matter how hard I gave my love and time energy and essence
I still somehow end up
Undone
Jun 2016 · 589
are you really so blind
Sir Loin Jun 2016
Are you really so blind
That my love for you is a mere crack within the atmosphere of a million galixies
Have you not felt me watch you as sleep
Count your every breathe until the very minute you wake up
Memorize every crease and crevice your body holds
Count every step as you walk away from me
Account everything you ever said or wore
Are you really so blind
My soul drowns in agonizing despair
Head full of dread
Please understand
You are my every thought
Even when my mind isn't working
Every night my subconscious produces vibrant colored memories and recollections of every kiss
Every word
Every stare
Every feeling
From the beginning
Are you really so blind That you dont see me lingering at the very thought of you not believing me
Love
Jun 2016 · 1.9k
how could I not
Sir Loin Jun 2016
How could I not sit there besides you and stare into your infinite eyes
Realize
Epiphany after epiphany
How could I not want to spend my entire life getting lost in your entity and never wanting to come back
I heard it's only cliche to those who haven't felt it yet
How could I not love every fiber of your being
Every inch of your skin that I have kissed
Every lash on your eye
Every measure of step you take
The pitch of your voice
The twitches when you sleep
Our sweat that drips while we make love
I want to sleep in your ribcage and act as every vital *****
Keeping you sane
Keeping you safe
I never want to come back
I want to be under your possession
Under your skin shelter
Til my very last drunken night
Thinking of ways to make you smile
Thinking of ways to croud the space above your carium with memories
Memories of us under the influence of every bitter taste of alcohol
Under the influence of eachother
Becoming more and more intoxicated with every kiss
Gripping your hand tighter
Feeling the skin on your lower back
Never been more blissful
Kissing your neck with a handful of your hair
Grasping your thighs and Kissing the ground you walk on
I've never been so idealistic in my life
You change every thought I've ever had
And I love it
Tonight I write how much I miss our cells growing within eachother
Our shadow in the inner side of the side walk
Pokeballs and wings
How much I miss everything in between
Everything that represents you
How could I not want to spend the rest of my life intoxicated by your essance
To my one true love
Sir Loin Jun 2016
I'm feeling so tired now, always complaining about my day
Feeling so tired now
I wanna live another way
Don't wanna get lost in the clouds
I wanna drink my life away

I wanna feel the same
I wanna feel the same
Don't wanna feel the same
Dont wanna feel the same

I'm feeling more than High I don't mind
You're not a thought on my mind
And when your coming down
She'll be there by your side

Don't wanna feel the same
Don't wanna feel the same
Don't wanna feel the Same
Don't wanna feel, don't wanna feel the
same
I play music under Sir ****, these are lyrics to one of my songs
https://m.soundcloud.com/user79843149/under-the-influence-of-a-repetitive-mind
Jun 2016 · 272
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Sir Loin Jun 2016
I want to be everything that represented love to you
I want to be the little plastic at the end of your shoe laces
I want to be hot stream that infiltrated your sensuality at 11 AM on a Tuesday morning
I want to count every step and measure your voice speaks to me
I want to ease my mind
But I've become nothing than a chore
"But to you I was faceless, I was fawning, I saw boring"
Jun 2016 · 222
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Sir Loin Jun 2016
I've never been the jealous type
But oh did my ears burn
Oh did the blood in my head boil out my ears
Whenever they would gaze at you with interest of lust
Whenever they would speak to you in tongues
Wise decipher
Manipulative deceiving
I was never reciprocated what I have gave
And oh did the blood in my head boil out my ears
Jun 2016 · 252
life in 3 words
Sir Loin Jun 2016
Learn to forget
Jul 2015 · 676
feel better honey
Sir Loin Jul 2015
My entire existence is held togther by your mere essence, while your mere entity keep me awake for days, reminiscing about days we have yet to spend together,  count every eyelash on your eye and trying to get know every pieces of your mind, from each corner bottom to top in every which way
Mmm I guess

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