June 2010
11 posts
I've lost the ability...
No longer do I have the ability
To look deeply into a soul
Fragile and yearning for acceptance
I’ve been robbed of the part of my brain that can seperate lust and feeling
Love and Pain
Sin and Degredation
Fight and Flight
Lapband around my heart to keep it from filling with blood
Gorge with emotion
Beat off key
And cut off the flow of true love to the veins, that fill the...
“You’re the paper and I’m the pen. Baby where do I begin?”
Nowhere
I wonder where you are at this moment
Are you thinking of me?
If you are I’d give you my heart to hold it
For you it will always bleed
Press your ear against my chest
Just to hear it beat
A smile across your lips as you rest
We lay under the gigantic summer sun and in the heat
I cup my hand on your brow
push back your hair
Kiss you gently on your forehead and tell you how
I feel...
Piece of Work
I am so masterfully in love with you…
To you I don’t exist
At least not in the physical realm
I am so in love with your mind and how it works
Reminding me that at times….I’m not so crazy
I’m in love with the way you don’t give a damn
Unapologetic soul
How you know how I feel
Your most comforting answers are from the things you don’t say to me
...
The hamster has fallen
I don’t know whether to take you literally or just enjoy the moments I have with you
Your mind flip flops
Some days you quit me cold turkey
I don’t like that
But I care
Should I?
Is it me?
Have I read into you too much?
Maybe I’ve got this all wrong
