It falls on me
to start a new,
Find a way
to get over you,
Voices of memories I
still hear,
Close my eyes I
feel you near,
Time goes so slowly
only seems like yesterday,
I knew you weren’t forever
just passing on your way,
Touched so very deeply
yet still I said goodbye,
You pull at something within me
yet I walked as those answers made me cry….
.x.
Closer pull me closer I pull you closer
breathe your scent,
Head bowed your eyes heavy
and I knew what that meant,
Lips they do
touch barest skin,
Burn so deeply
from within,
Her mouth a gasp
the softest sigh,
Her skin glows heated
like sunset sky,
Teeth they bite
her legs go weak,
A neediness flows
a pleasure she seeks,
Her hands they move
finger through his belt loops,
Heart fluttering like a butterfly
jumping through hoops,
She pulls him closer
thoughts skipping down the line,
And there we should leave them
a moment in time….
.x.
You pinched me
while I slept!
A little smile
that you kept,
Again last night I
dreamt on high,
Did you help my dream
to fly,
And so this morning I
awake,
Read and give
my smile a shake,
I watch and think
Hmmmmm…. what to do,
I want to be mischievous
But must be polite to,
Grrrrrrrrr you pinched me!
you know what you do,
You started playful war I’m
Gonna sneak up on you….!!
Sweet soft whispers
fairytale smile,
Take hold and game play
just for a while,
Hearts
you capture,
Minds
enrapture,
And all the while
its just a game,
Another heart
another name,
The epitome of
the doomsday book,
Look at all the hearts
you’ve took,
And everyone else
yeah their to blame,
For falling for
your sweetest game,
I was writing this to music and letting the music dictate the words but the style of music has changed and I’ve lost the thread as my thoughts change. Ugh…. Attention span of a hyperactive child dosed up on sugar….
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