of this tin figure
And in the months I've come to know you,
I've learned to appreciate your dramatic eye rolls,
The way you carefully place yourself around the words you speak,
How your delicate fingers will try to fix all the broken things they glide past,
How you manage to fully embrace who you are, without fearing the consequences.
You are magical and I aspire to be as bold in everything I do.
I have become more aware of who I am,
I have tried to practice away my weaknesses, harder and harder.
I am grateful that I have met you in this piece of my life.
I just hope you stay a little longer and find what I have to offer.
I hope you stay and see how much you've made me want to fix myself.
the billionaire man
felt more joyous excitement
driving his first used beat up Corolla
than his new shiny red Ferrari
happiness is a matter
of perspective and familiarity
taste, the taste of death,
it won't be
Since I've been
to have tasted your lips
a few times.
Hold heart and clean sink
It is the please for good travel
Bellow your pets into a confusion
Rid them of comfort
Rile them of the dwellings familiarity
Approach the teller
the salter of plans
and undo it
part the tissue of its apparition
a feature no more
with nowt packed
sleeve the threshold
with a tipsy
and easy whim
You can't just kiss me
in public for no reason
Should I cover my lips?
Are they too exposed
too red for you?
You can't just roll up
my shirt, unhook my bra
no matter how enjoying
my back is bending
under your nails
You can't just undress me
if you feel like it
as if I feel the same
and it is possible at all times
because I love you
You can't just take for granted
the way it goes, love
remains as it has begun
attentive and gentle
everything to lose
Collection "Eyes lips chest and belly"
Familiarity breeds contempt.
And she was all too familiar with herself.
I love little 2 liners.
You came to me like a fairytale,
I held you close;
I looked into your eyes,
they were deep and full of soul; chancing fate.
I kissed your neck and shoulders,
your belly and your ***,
We took each others bodys and tasted freedom.
I couldn't help feeling this was:
"your one and only"
A secret that you'll keep to your self ~
"A happy thought!"
Secure in the knowledge that you were once utterly cherished;
And that you alone chose martyrdom; rather than embracing change.
choosing martyrdom and brutal familiarity rather than embracing change.
Oh my sweet demon how I adore you so
We have ridden together many years
Your whispers comfort me when I’m low
You create and extinguish all my fears
You bring me the anxiety that’s grown closely
To my racing heart and dark mind
You bring me the shadows I love so dearly
Why do you have to be so sweet and kind?
I have grown up with you by my side
At first my enemy now ... best friend
My heart is dark from where you reside
Leave! I ask, but this rule you will not bend
My sweet demon you are in my head
Taunting me and speaking sweet terrors
I cannot **** you for you sleep in my bed
You live in me because of all my errors
Demon, you bring familiarity in the night
The shadows that follow us I know too well
They are our friends too, of that I’m right
Spinning me forever, a never ending carousel
We all have our demons, those things we call baggage, or flaws. We carry them, we hold them, we fight them. Yet, they never truly leave us do they? They taunt us for all our lives.