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here u can find some of my poetry...

...remember everything here is copyrighted. i appreciate feedback, input, and i hope that u find my work entertaining and interesting. however, plagarism will not be tolerated. just a friendly reminder =).


addicted (a tad risque ~*wink*~)

Your touch is the most potent drug I’ve ever felt. Your taste is the sweetest alcohol ever made.

You’re able to do that--intoxicate me with just one gaze. And baby I’m so addicted.

I want to explore your body and go where no one else has ever been and I want you to do the same for me. I want to trace every inch with my fingertips--sort of like a path for my tongue to follow. And baby tell me if I miss a spot.

I’ll take you to where you’ve already been and then lead you even further. I’ll guide you deep into places you never knew existed and when you think we can‘t go any farther, I’ll take you by the hand and show you that this place--my place--is endless. And baby I’ll take you there again and again and again and again…

Glide your fingertips on my hips one more time and kiss my lips the way that you do so that they burn with desire. Gaze into me with those eyes that speak your passions and I’ll play with your hair as your sly smile undresses me. And baby you know how I like it.

There’s nowhere else to be except here so lock the door. There’s no better time than now so I‘ll concentrate solely on you. There’s no other that can take me to heaven the way you do. And baby I’ll do for you just the same.

Yeah I’m lookin’ at you, pointing at you, so come closer. Yeah those are my fingernails clawing at your back--sorry if I leave a mark. Yeah that’s me breathing down your neck and licking at your ear lightly. Yeah I’m the one making you feel this way, so good, so right. And baby I won’t bite.

Your touch is the most potent drug I’ve ever felt. Your taste is the sweetest alcohol ever made.

You’re able to do that--intoxicate me with just one gaze. And baby I’m so so so addicted.

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(Apr. 3)


a past event

Another promise to add to the un-kept.// Or perhaps another tear for me to collect,// with those that I’ve wept// and have unsuccessfully swept// away;// except// for those days// that I’d rather select,// of when you gave me love of which I could accept.// Yes, though away// are those days,// those are the ones I prefer to recollect.// Then I had for you respect,// so why do I still expect// you to re-perfect// what you decided to reject?// And why do I fail to project// my aspect// on how your actions cause me this effect// of sadness to continue to elect// itself into my life? No, instead I choose to reflect// to those days,// though away,// when you loved me; When that was your prospect.// Oh…how could you forget?

 


quickly

Quickly I erased the memories,
Wrapping them up and slipping them in graves.
Death seemed like a friend to me,
Beauty that made me brave.
But then he found me and i was saved
But those fuckin memories,
They came to me;
They're engraved
In my soul. In my head replayed.
When u saved me, why couldn’t u make them go away?
And then so quickly,
I "Let u go; watch how it frees me."
And now there's another.
So many emotions, i smother.
This justice is a story.
Follow along, but don’t expect glory;
This vision is gory.
Fluctuations in my rhyme,
Fucked up tempos and times.
A fallen visionary gone blind,
So keep up.
Don’t wind up

Like him, become him; drink his wine.

Damn...all i do is sigh and sigh and sigh.
In this pain i writhe and you
Sit there strivin. Boo,
I can't understand you.
Can't understand myself
So I quickly look for what’s left;
Comprehend this mess,
Please.
Help me up when i fall to my knees
Cuz these poor knees are bruised,
Weak, and overused.
Don’t look at me like that...like you’re confused.
No one seems to get me
That’s why so quickly
I destroy the memory
And fail. Fail miserably.


him

Their hearts aligned like the stars’ delicate array.// The heavens are painted a romantic bluish gray.// Even purple some would say.// Just what is it that meets your gaze?// Did you know that it’s your look that sets the stars ablaze?// You look at me as though amazed.// No need to turn your head in shame.// Art comes in forms that don’t require frames,// And you are the pinnacle of art form.// Your beauty, to me, is unscathed, unharmed.// I will lavish you with my truth, if you’ll have me.// Lay here simply beside you in a tapestry you’ve woven.// These strands I can’t recognize. Silk? A touch unspoken.// To smell you, to touch you, is all I could long for.// To know you and have you, forgive me for not needing more.// A gentle night breeze only the moon can bring,// Reminds me that you’re reality and not just my dream.//

How long have you been waiting for your shooting star?// How could you have known he was next to you all along?//


how easy it is...

Twenty bucks and I’m rollin higher than this herb will allow.// Everything’s intensified,// And emotions are piled high.// Pulsating beats// Like none found on the streets.// Vibrating to the melodies,// My clothes starts to cling.// And I don’t even bother to wipe the sweat off my brow.//

Intense like an orgasm; it’s unexplainable.// Lights dance along w/ me, and my eyes can’t take it all.// The jungle gets into my bloodstream,// And nothing really is what it seems.//

At home w/ the darkness, no judgments for a stranger// All too easy to do so there couldn’t be any danger.// But just like anything there are risks.// It’s up to me to live like this,// For those few hours of pure bliss.// Watch the record scratch and spin.// Take a breath and try to take it all in.//

It’s here that I recognized the importance of the sit.// Experiencing pleasure as my muscles come alive and flit.// Roam and wander to see all the faces.// We’re together as one but from all different places.//

The music has my body at its mercy.// My fingertips release currents of electricity.// I can do nothing but smile// In the face of contempt and all that is vile.// Because I love it so much am I in denial// To its entire negative potential?// How easy it is to pop this pill.//

Twenty bucks and I’m rollin higher than this herb will allow…// …And I don’t even bother to wipe the sweat off my brow.//


journal entry # nothing

You fail repeatedly to know me. It seems like you’re a stranger.// You failed to recognize the times that I was truly in danger.// You weren’t there when I needed you. In fact, I don’t think you noticed…// You weren’t able to realize your own flesh was out of focus.//

I did it all on my own.

I’m stuck in this place wanting so badly for you to understand.// I’m torn between running away from you and wanting to hold your hand.// I’m lost inside this tunnel-vision; I always put myself at fault.// I’m happy yet I’m lonely; Something’s missing in my heart.//

Maybe because I need you.

Your tongue must be a razor, so sharp that your words can spear.// Your ears must be malfunctioned cuz they never seem to hear.// Your eyes fill up with anger when the most trivial things don’t go your way.// Your frowns must be a river, ever-flowing, everyday.//

And I’m hurting.

I find my bliss in other places, all away from you.// I find my smiles in other people, smiles that feel so true.// I find my content in someone else where, to me, it seems he’s above the rest.// I find my comfort in his arms when you give me reasons to let fury manifest.//

He takes the pain away.

But I can’t help but want you in my life, to see my dreams.// I can’t see eye-to-eye with you,// Sometimes can’t stand the sight of you,// Yet I need you close to me.//

That’s why at night I cry cuz it seems that just can’t be.

How can things be going so right yet inside I continue to bleed?// He can only do so much,// Really he does more than enough…// Being happy without you is up to me.//

You don’t even know how you rip me to pieces, do you?

How can I hate you with a passion but feel compelled to love you?// Why do I need your compassion when pain is all you put me through?// Do you enjoy living in defeat?// It hurts to keep all this discrete.//

So why do I need him so much? He makes me feel complete.

I don’t want to look back on me and on you and see all the negativity.// I want to love you more than anything if you’d have me or rather, if you’d let me.// I don’t want to feel this guilt for not having the kind of relationship I need with you and still be at ease.// Even though he makes me happier than I’ve ever been, I’d like if you were a part of it…please?//

I’m asking the impossible, I know, so I’ll just watch the tears collect.

I’ll live the rest of my life this way then, carrying around this lump in my throat.// I’ll live the rest of my life this way then, loving and hating you both.//

At least he’ll be there to wipe the tears away...

 


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