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PhiWrit Feb 2017
You could call it an ethereal feeling
Painting my heart a Cistine ceiling
Your presence teaches new meaning
I see the light in you true beaming
Pinch me dear for I must be dreaming
No I don't forget that we just met
Though I desire to know thee if you let
I know I am forward but please don't fret
Just trying to spread love no cheeks wet
Get ready get set let's go out on the town
See a show how could I ever frown
At you on that intoxicating night 'round
Tofino with the tide low and sky a glow, now
You give my heart butterflies
Smile shine clears my grey skies
Your presence doth baptize
My eyes with your guise
Of beauty, and warm grace
Annoints points of your face
Rushing red my heart race
Whenever you step into my space
Won't make a move just in case
You would choose me not to chase
Don't want our friendship to erase
PhiWrit Dec 2015
I let the lance lead my prance
Up and missed my chance
While I was set in a trance
On how I could advance
My game, instead of His name
Held within this dame
It's a crying ******* shame
That every time I do the same
Old thing, have I really changed
Or have I been left deranged
Oh Lord right now I feel estranged
Why was our love ever arranged
Oh Christ-ine, light filled eyes so pristine
The kind you'd find in chapels Cistine
The pearl of great price, catalyst seen
For one last embrace I do glean
#ces
PhiWrit Sep 2015
I got things to do, before I meet His Glory on High (Chapel Cistine)
The girl "that used to be mine's" b-day six months away, she gonna be nineteen
So I pray to the Lord He spare me, and I make it back to Christine
Summary of my conversation with death during my NDE in January of 2014

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