The sun kissed my moon dyed hips
and smeared her love across my
torrid lips until her heat became
too much for my pale skin to bear.
I’m left blushing.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Common Reactor
I’m leaving, derailing again.
Winter’s here. Can we run?
I’m losing you, worse, myself.
Winter’s here. Can we run?
I’m losing you, worse, myself.
Motorway
Lying with her last words
she only told me maybe anyway.
Not a betrayal if it’s on both parts.
I’m sure I could find love underneath
the feelings I hold for others,
but truth is another story.
I miss you at arm’s length.
Please just know I want to hold you
for good or for bad.
No treason intended,
I only adore you more than you know.
I could have whatever,
but I want you.
Don’t hold me back tonight.
she only told me maybe anyway.
Not a betrayal if it’s on both parts.
I’m sure I could find love underneath
the feelings I hold for others,
but truth is another story.
I miss you at arm’s length.
Please just know I want to hold you
for good or for bad.
No treason intended,
I only adore you more than you know.
I could have whatever,
but I want you.
Don’t hold me back tonight.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Little Fish
Wrapped in photographs she woke up on my floor,
lips stained with disdain for sugar pink nights.
Sprawled on receipts of days spent free,
she taught me happy, well maybe in love.
Always a better sentiment from a last night standpoint,
she would say merely more words words words
in search of a bed.
Maybe if she stopped with “I needs,” little details
could sweep her off her feet.
Turns out it helps, paint your hands blue.
lips stained with disdain for sugar pink nights.
Sprawled on receipts of days spent free,
she taught me happy, well maybe in love.
Always a better sentiment from a last night standpoint,
she would say merely more words words words
in search of a bed.
Maybe if she stopped with “I needs,” little details
could sweep her off her feet.
Turns out it helps, paint your hands blue.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
White
Fake love.
She gave me her
yes’s and lies. Left me feeling
compromised. Maybe I love her.
I could see it. I always give in anyway.
I’m wearing what little faith I have left
on my sleeve.
Scream A’s and B’s to the clouds
but stop at I’s, can’t bear it.
She gave me her
yes’s and lies. Left me feeling
compromised. Maybe I love her.
I could see it. I always give in anyway.
I’m wearing what little faith I have left
on my sleeve.
Scream A’s and B’s to the clouds
but stop at I’s, can’t bear it.
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