"druglike" poems
I remember
Wine in solo cups.
lights in May
and smoky breeze.
bodies sliding
in the cold wet
with Lights
in the sky.
Dreamlike,
Druglike.
I remember
sweet, burning
water
down
my
throat.
Fire
falls into
the pit.
Dreamlike,
Drunklike.
I remember
darkness in the
light.
Light in
Nakedness
and soft embrace.
Dreamlike,
Fading.
I remember
kindred spirits
together in
fragmentation.
Dreamlike,
Gone.
May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 11:37 AM UTC
Girl you got what I need
But this things so stressful
I wish I smoked ****
But u around me it the one thing I need
I wont beg I wont pleed
**** that im already on my knees
I cant act hard
With you im hollow
Lead me anywere and ill follow
Wether its up or down
Smile or frown
Ill be ur rock always holding u to the ground
Wether we laugh nd fool around
Or stare at eachother nd not make a sound I need you ik this Is love I feel
The happiness, strussful, druglike feelings shows me its real
As I sit here and watch you on skype
I think about our beautiful life
The one ahead when ur my wife
Everything wont be nice but nothing perfect youll argue and laugh jst find someone thats worth it
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 2:29 AM UTC
A voice was a gift
Placed into the Human Physiology
For one being to express one's self to another.
Song, speeches, and scripts acted.... ohh the lift!
Up into a new rush.
Better than drugs, liquors, and...."hush."
I'd hate to ruin a great feeling.
To hear your voice
I am like "marry poppins" and her Uncle.
When laughter strikes us as we laugh glued to our ceilings.
"Ohh....to find you. Just to be near you.
"Peter pan" believes
"I, more than fairy tales"
True belief. I flew through skies of color.
At just one thought of being with "that one....no more than us two!"
Truth is spoken here.
If you chose not to hear, how can you truly understand?
A true heart that beats.
More than a moment of a sensual "druglike rush"
This lone man does test waters, holds back, and remembers how he stands.
Tall, proud, and here for the one.
If she would take the chance and choose to deeply
"Believe."
That I am unlike "all the rest."
As you can fly like me and "tinker bell "
And good old "young and our true pal Peter Pan"
Flying upon angel's wings
"Just say those words to the response to a question of a loving man"
Words speak.
Louder than actions.
Just at the end of the sound of your voice...
I'll fly to you, in true heart, as fast as I truly can.
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 3:36 AM UTC