"fairytails" poems
all start with part time friend who starts being full time love,
who lives under books and poetry,
i dont see other but only you.
your kisses on the brain is a thing that makes me special,
your kisses are so soft and my body's swinging from
Side to side,
bc i dont see other but only you.
the place of our 1st kiss is magical so magical that i cant explain,
is like fairytails out of books is a city where castle are real,
and you live there and i dont see other but only you.
i want find you and your magical place,
and the trees will whisper my name,
just bc you're smart dont make you geek, right?
bc i dont see other but only you
smart,
kind,
but you...
you're always trying being funny and makes my messy world feel awesome,
i'm so in love for your the way you see the problems on my head,
bc i dont see other but only you.
me being crazy and you being calm...
can we have a hosue with thousand of books ?
bc i only see you...
-d.a
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC
let's leave the country without telling a soul,
let's get a house on the sand with a balcony facing the ocean waves,
let's live off of local fruits and tortillas
let's play a vinyl at night while we dance drunk around the fire,
with our record player and its huge bronze speaker coming out the top,
jumpy prison blues or old movie lines that play with a nostalgic static
let's build a blanket fort with a million sheets
watch our favorite old films off the wall in a psychedelic haze
let's binge on ice cream and oreos and let our inner fat child run free
let's have hot ******* shower ***
when we come down we pass out with the bottle of riesling between us
it almost empty, except for the small ring that neither of us could finish
let's wear nothing but robes and never have to leave our palace
let's get naked and roll around in paint, creating a heartfelt masterpiece
let's wake up to an amazing cup of coffee that gets better and better
just like our ***
let's never let anyone know about our little escape from the world and our grown-up fairytails come true.
Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 10:35 PM UTC
Sometimes i dont want to finish a book
Because i dont want to be dissapointed..
And most of the time, i dont want a happy ending.
Its just impossible to experience that..
"They live, happily ever after"
Theyre quoting at the end of those fairytails.
My hope is higher than the tower of aurora..
But my sadness became deeper like ariel's kingdom..
Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC
love is literally doing the unexpected
its when youve lived your whole life trying to avoid that one thing
but once you fall, that thing youve avoided all this time becomes your favorite
love is when his flaws are blessing
and his smile is everything you need
love is when he walks by and you take a deep breath;
because youre smelling his perfume for sure
and trying to catch your breath because he gave you a mini heart attack
love is getting addicted to horoscopes
you just check his horoscope everyday just to make sure hes ok
and sometimes yours to see if there will ever be a chance or so
love is gazing all day
thinking of him
of his hair
and that beard, breath taking beard
craving to touch his beard, the beard of a patient man,
love is loving his smile
that smile they mentioned in songs and fairytails
the smile your mom described when you were 4, and told you its prince charming's smile
the smile youve dreamed of
and now its finally true, you can see it
that smile when he finally smiles you look up and it feels like the whole world literally froze
you forget about every person around you
and all you can see is that smile
its the smile of that brave man, with a beard, hiding a small child inside
well both of them, the man and the child inside, have stolen your attention ever since you met them
ever since you fell for them
ever since theyve been the only thing on your mind
and in your heart
and all your life
its like your whole world is about that man and the child inside him
you see whats right through him,
you cry cause you know that hes crying inside
and you fall apart when your shoulders touch as he walks beside
and you pray for a small conversation between you two
and you spend nights and nights thinking about the small sentence he told you
and every time you have an eye contact it takes you an hour to calm yourself
and his voice makes your heart skip a beat
but you enjoy
you enjoy every second of it
even though hes not yours and you may never be
even though hes far and youll never meet
you still enjoy having him in your life
and loving him every second of your life
you enjoy dreaming of him, thinking of him, looking at him, waiting for him to notice you
Its torture
Its pain
Its love
Its insane
Youll love with all your heart
Youll get hurt
And youll smile
Youll feel pleasure
And cry
Youll deny at times and confess at times
It'll be a crazy ride
Its love
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 10:12 AM UTC
some times when i lie in my bed i think of various books i have read.
I think of all those charascters so beautifly shaped, about the heroes and their bravery, how might and heroic they are,i remember my dad sitting and leading me trough enchanted worlds of fairytails,i imagined kingdome made of pure white marble and thir princesses in those heavy dresses,i imagined villans baithed in evil,standing in the darkness, and died cowardly.
I had the most wonderful world in my head, i was fearless, i was a knight of my own kingdome,i was a good guy,the one who brings justice the one that slashes evil dragons and saves the beautiful lady,the one the crowd likes.
And along the way everything got blurred,the princesses were drag queens,the kindome didn't exist ,and i dont know what went wrong,i don't know if i am a hero anymore,or a bad guy,i grew up thinking that justice beat evil,always...actually i have imagined the world differently...
but this definietly wasn't the ending i imagined.
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 6:37 PM UTC
what a shame
that the girl who once believed
in fairytails and magic
had to be struck by reality
with demons in her mind
and the fear of never being loved.
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 4:06 PM UTC