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….
….show me
the ruins of your soul,
I’ll show you they’re not ruins
you are whole,
Show me this darkness
that you hide,
I’ll show you
your brilliance inside,
You tell me I’ll leave
from your decay,
I’m telling you your amazing
and I’ll stay….
.x.
“Ok. Humor me.” He said. “Tell me.”
“A hurricane.” She said simply. “Imagine the a person as a hurricane, they have to stay on the edges and never get to close. They destroy or leave in disarray everything they touch.” She sighed…. “Such intensity, passion, an emotional whirlwind. Not many could cope with that.”
“If it were real? It would be lonely.” He smiled.
“Yes….” She looked down.
“Now imagine that hurricanes a fire. When I finally showed him? He showed me that there’s an ocean inside of him that would calm my fire, deal with the emotions, the intensity, that would take my storms.”
He nodded, understanding but lost in thought.
“Tell me who wouldnt want to drown in the calming intensity of another?” She drew a circle on the table with her finger. “I told him that he was my darkness, the perfect pitch for me. Truth is? He’s my light.”
This time that
has past,
My Sweetness
did you think it’d last,
So much
and we grow,
My dearest Sweetness I
want you to know,
My heart and soul
they call for you,
You rule my veins
and mind so true,
My Sweetness tell me
do you see,
The profound affect
you have on me,
With you is where I
want to be,
No other place I
would do it for me….
Dreams cascade
in black and white,
I dreamt of you again
last night,
Your hand so soft
the sharpest knife,
And I was fighting
for my life,
Your laugh your words
and that smile,
False sense of security
for just a while,
You slid that knife
slowly under my skin,
And with magical words
promised no sin,
I was killed from
deep within,
I offered my heart
but that’s in the bin,
Your skillful hand
and sweet soft words so true,
I fell so deeply
into you,
Made my wish
that dreams come true,
I opened my soul
you took that to,
There’s nothing left I
bleed for you,
A skilful master
sharpest tool,
And look at me I’m
just your fool….
.x.
You are the addictive candle that graces my skin in the dark, each of your words have the power to caress or to burn, both ways mark me more powerfully than any touch ever could.
Those that say words have no power?
Will never understand….
“kitten.” You say. And I am here. Watching. Waiting.
I long to be that something
that your fingers always touch,
To be that little something
that you use so much,
And I desire
to be a part,
Hidden from sight
so deep in your heart,
Those quiet hours
when in thought your alone,
Find a place deep within you
and call it my home,
I guess its those little things
that are the things that I long for,
But quite simply all I need is your smile
and I fall deeper than before….
.x.
I wish I could enter
your mind,
Oh so many secrets
would it scare me what I’d find,
I’d walk those corridors
sparking light as I go,
Its not your secrets they’re safe
just your thoughts I want to know,
I’d spark spirals of light with fingers
running off into the dim,
Scale your high walls
find the you from within,
Inside I know your filled with forests
lush green with thoughts anew,
I catch glimpses sometimes
it makes me fall even deeper for you,
I want to face your nightmares
each and every one I’d slay,
So you could rest easy each and every night
and wake with a smile each day,
As time goes on and I’ve learnt so much
i know all I desire is more,
Those breathtaking glimpses when you let your guard down
i want you even more than before,
I see it in your pictures sometimes
when your mind is definitely not here,
Those times I wish I could pull you closer
and ask to let me near,
The perfect equation good bad dark light
so true,
Please don’t hide from this girl
who is so in love with you….
.x.
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