I know you can do better than doing me harm
we should start over and give love a try
I'd take the risk if it meant I could have you in my arms,
baby I need you to fill this space in my bed
I want you to get these thoughts out of my head,
I could give you the best you've ever had
as long as you promise to not leave
you could be freaky and I could be bad
we could do it just the way you want it
all you have to do is giving me all your time
'cause it's gonna take more than a nighttime

Baby you're such a distraction
when we're close, can you feel the tension ?,
when I look into your eyes
all I see is love and desire
body to body, can you visualize ?
that would be hot like fire,
darling, put all your anger on me if you want to fight
but if you want more sensation, I'll just turn off the light,
I wanna give you chills down your spine
I wanna give it all while we're intertwined,

I bet I would feel your hands shaking
and you'd change the pace of my breathing
I'd do everything to make us feel at ease
I'd kiss you softly and do a little tease,
You're perfect from head to toe baby
don't be ashamed to be naked
I wanna touch more than just your body,
we could do it from the bed then down to the floor
do it on the couch then down under the table
we could do it on my backseat and just go slow
do it at your favorite spot and make it special,
I wanna do it in every place I go with you
so that you will remind me
when you decide we're through,

Do you remember the story of how I broke my ankle when I was 15? Of how badly hurt and scared I was? Of how vulnerable and weak I was?

When you left me,
I felt 15 again.

read consistently,
learn diligently,
and write profusely

so that beyond lifetimes
of persistent practice
produced from painful,
arthritis-stricken fingers
may you birth a humble book

in its eternal years,
as many mute manuscripts,
it shall collect continents of dust
until it finally bares relevance
due by your unfortunate
final, unheard breaths.

but near such justly demise,
you will rage and reach forth,
to hope an innocent youth
may learn the many mistakes
collected and condensed
from one life to years to weeks,
summarized by your trembling hands.

yet I fear, as you may too,
that as we fade from existence,
our voice echoes lost;
our words unread forever,
to exist untouched
as a decorative piece
on a pretentious bookshelf.

Dont tell me not to worry.
It only causes stress
Dont tell me not to worry
It doesnt make me worry any less
The fear of your suffering.
Guides me through the night
And though you have assured me.
It does not aid my plight
Please come home
And  tell me to not worry any more
Please come home
Because it will only stop
When your at my door

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I
Shall
Pick myself with the ashes
Of these rhymes

And
Saturate my cavity walls
With the very of your smiles

Although
I feel no crush into pieces
It seems
I'm way-lost in these puzzles

Yet
Sweet nostalgic hymns
But I feel like I'm moving circus in oxymoron
I'm walking over hills the rains
Yet my head twirls beneath the vallies

I
Am confused
Like any of these
Falling stars amidst the universe

But
How do I fuse
These words you speak in obscure
A piece..

I'm confused anyways

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She offered me her heart
And I broke it.

I kept a piece
It once stung
Like a glass shard piercing flesh.

Yet now I feel it
Form and essence
Warm and tender
Longing to be touched
Longing to be held
Longing to be loved.

On one hand
I feel like the thief
The taker of what was never mine
to take.

On the other hand
I feel like the giver
Who offers his heart
to another.

Maybe they in turn
Will shatter my heart
Taking a piece
Which was never theirs to take.

When the time comes
I will rebuild my heart
The heart with a piece now missing
And I will only be able to repair
With the piece I stole before.