"convoke" poems
You scare me… but, it’s not a bad thing. You make me feel this feeling that’s indescribable. It’s unreal. There is positively no way to even describe this feeling. I crave you. I crave your presence. You bring me to a state of extreme euphoria. When I feel vacant, there’s only one thing that can alleviate that absence of feeling… and that’s you. You’re everything. I know it’s only been a few days, but oh, God, have I fallen in love with what seems unreal; fictional, really. I can’t seem to fathom how I could possibly cross paths with somebody so alluring; so euphonious, and felicit; someone who could convoke such a feeling of incandescence inside of me. I chose you out of everyone else, quintessentially because I long for your affiliation. I am enamored of the way you make me feel when I’m around you. I feel safe with you and want to be with you above all other people in this world. I love you.
Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 5:09 PM UTC
That roach, that roach
If only I could ****
Would that convoke?
Or I receive revoke?
Or I simply choke?
How I wish to elope
As I head down this slope
However, the roach won't go
It comes out every now and then
Shows its face only to want more
Hiding after satisfaction
My care for the roach can only be measured by my subtraction
Of health, of love
Why couldn't you be a dove?
I'm not attracted to doves
I don't want pretty and stupid
I want smarmy and witty
Oh how I love pity
That roach doesn't pity
It only wants
And all I do is give
In hopes that the roach will care
A reoccurring strategy
Maybe this time it will see me
Oh that roach, that roach
If only I could ****
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
Binding troubled souls alike; only in union are we ready to strike.
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 11:55 PM UTC