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Joey fonseca Nov 2018
I don’t know why
These feelings I feel
Are so strong
Stronger than raging seas
During the thunderstorm that
Is my attraction to her
I wish I could look at her
As just another pretty girl
But I don’t think she can ever be
Anything less than the ray of sun
Shining through the darkest clouds
Making my days better
Every time I am graced by her Presence
But why does she do this
Steals my breath with a glance
Leaving me gasping
And begging for another look
Mind making a mess of itself
And a fool of me
As words attempt to leave my mouth
Hoping for even the smallest conversation  
But those conversations will be few
And I know it
this girl would never fall
For this world so different from her own
Tattooed
Pierced
Hopeless romantic Skater boy
Is no match for
This pure hearted flower
But sometimes I hang on
To the thought that maybe
Just maybe
That this opposit can attract
But I know
the graceful beauty
Won’t be mine
And I’ll be ok with that
As long as I can call her
A friend
Johnny Noiπ Jun 2018
burning leaves, my   lo ver   felt  the  
unknown   ****   alchemy  
sacred   starting to   be            buried  in the             corner  of the  wrong  
             Jewish   cemetery; her            fingers clutching at the burning  
  blades of        glass her; bright red       tongue                              givin
                  g  birth   to                                                   .
                  watchful   flames;   whe        
              e  re    stupid  peopl           e  meet   angel  
              breathed   strangers           &   winds   kissing them &  calling   forth  
        ****        Korean   shadows         that stan        
                                         d at the        table  in
       the                     hills   bringing the        devil   to      
       play w/   Jack's   language       as the                                invisible   older  
           farts;      the                   goddesses  get       bigger     & bigger              &
                     changing             into mighty    queen     s   literally  
          skipping  over       the    desert ; their     daughter           
          opposit     e &  always             bare  &                    living for her             computer                                     .
        the  path through the           golden            hills   leading           to a far
                                                  away  land  
           with the i i i      only strip    bar  for miles;        
       leaving      her      bra   waving      her        guns  while she sleeps;        the   good  looking        .           kid   *******  ****     in her sleep;          that's why she's so               thin

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