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Ages
Take my hand,
Take my mind,
Lead you somewhere,
Follow me blind.
Take my heart,
Take my soul,
Help you forget,
And be in control.
Take my words,
Take my voice,
Think of nothing,
You always have choice.
Let go of your heart,
Release what you feel,
As long as what you feel,
Is truly real.
Will you stay in my eyes?
Remain in my life?
Will your arms, protect
Me from the world?
Will my love, save you
From the cold?
Will you ever be restless,
And want to be gone?
Only you have the answers
Because I have none.
Looking at me how you do,
I just want to take away your pain.
I won’t break your heart,
Time and again.
Always, as long as you will
Have me I want to stay,
So smile your beautiful smile,
And have an amazing rest of your birthday.
Accidental Friendship
Friendships aren’t made,
They are destined,
Two people intertwined.
If the friendship is deep,
It turns into love
And a life partner
You will find.
When I first met you
I thought the S in your heart
On your arm would
One day be for me.
Intrigued by the crescent
And the moon in your blood
On your hand, wondering
One day, will it be for me.
Here you are now,
Smiling away in my
Embrace, kissing
My neck, my lips, my face.
It’s funny how things
Work out.
Hung up, Cut off
You breathe all too suddenly,
Playing under covers.
Smiling.
Dead letter day, ten days too late
She will return to you,
Lost in fate.
Distorted innocence, waiting
For the misconception,
Of perfection.
You are missing in the rain
Bear with me, words
In the wind.
Missing
Aching sinuses put you to sleep,
But you’re out with the boys
Ten feet deep,
Admiring sparkling dice
Against a backdrop
Of bronze.
But here you are in my arms,
Promising me the world.
Sugar coated bells alarm
Silently in my head.
Consciously, I put them
To bed.
Twenty dots less, body behaves,
Squeezing your shoulders.
Immersed in aftershaves,
Tight against your neck,
Interlocking fingers, leaning into
Your chest.
Sharking me with closed eyes,
Trying to attain patience
And trust from disfigured lies.
Breathing your skin
Next to mine.
Spinach
Crashing gates,
He appeared
As per promise,
Innocent gaze.
Lips moving,
Trying to focus
As the night
Rolled into day.
Five AM
As I slept
Not so
Far away.
Glittered leopards,
That’s how it started
To take my
Mind away.
Dancing cats
On a random night,
You couldn’t take
My smile away.
Lucky number
Thirteen
Shots of
Revolution
To take the
pain away.
Paranoid
And excited
As you looked
At me that way.
Before your kiss
Blew me
Away.
Confusion
sometimes boy, sometimes man
(mostly boy!)
object throwing
strictly forbidden!
RE paragraph 2 –
G-Star is properly confused
clear blue sky –
if you look hard enough
you will be able to see
another star up there for
me
what am i thinking?
(butterflies)
good question…
Rabbit Hole
Speeding, accelerating into oblivion,
I scream, and in the darkness
My voice is suffocating
And I can’t breathe,
The air is stifling
And the ferocious warmth
Dries my eyes,
Lids close tight shut.
He hollers for me after dusk,
Menacing, stock of mean tenderness,
Leans back and gives me control,
Closing his eyes, imagining.
Gripping me with vulnerability
And his concept of love
Which leaves me paralysed
And blind.
He smiles and I drown in sorrow
For all of the memories.
He promises to straighten out.
Persuasion for moving moments.
He promises heaven,
But delivers me daily hell.
He is not mine to suffer
The nightmares alone.
Wonder if he knows, now
My heart beats for only me.
*
He catches me on Mondays
Like a star, temporary and constant.
A new diamond, a new sky
Like a butterfly, trapped and free,
Flitting between pollen types
And numb telephone signals.
Hiding behind giant chairs,
Typing his speak to me.
He smiles and I drown in his eyes.
When he blinks, I breathe.
Specks of introspection,
Keeps his thoughts to himself.
Setting out boundaries
We want to break,
Keeping a distance
That keeps us apart.
In love with a boy,
Twenty metres away.
Lids, gently open.
Tears, wet my eyes.
And the succumbing heat
Brings me peace,
I’m breathing,
My voice is speaking,
Speeding, accelerating
Into the first day of,
The rest of my life.
Last Night
You’re a star.
Like a comet or one that stays in the sky forever?
One that stays in the sky forever?
It was a trick question;
Shooting star; fleeting; temporary;
Catch her like a butterfly.
Forever star; unobtainable, far;
Shines bright against cobalt clouds;
That makes for the sparkle.
Is this why women are complicated?
*
You had a question for me when we were in the car,
But then as usual you decided not to share.
True as my words, I remember the question,
But true to form, I won’t ask the question.
I can’t share with you.
Why are you not allowed to share?
I don’t remember there being any rules?
Rules are magic and appear only for you, apparently.
Secrets, secrets, secrets, frustrating.
Tease! What sweet would I get in return for a secret?
My lips are sealed.
Such a picture of innocence.
I’ll tell you in maybe ten hundred days.
Patience of a saint?
Please, please, pretty please?
You’ve proved me right by your wrongs
So many times, I know it’s not coming,
So there is no need for you to pretend.
If your words, were ever
An incentive to prove you wrong…
*
The rules were not broken,
No need to forgive you,
There’s nothing to forgive.
And that to-do list will stay
In the back of my mind.
*
It’s getting serious; the deal is
We aren’t supposed to discuss things
That are overtly flirtatious or suggestive;
That could lead to the aforementioned developments.
It is no longer permitted on the agenda.
I won’t be discussing it with anyone,
It’s one for me, and me only.
*
I think we both know which option I was referring to Miss A.
*
The right thing is always the hardest thing,
Often the opposite of what you want.
Nothing is ever simple.
She’s inside his head,
She’s got inside his head.
G-Star
How can I cure you?
I’m beginning to follow…
I’m going to have to get out there,
And find some butterflies for you;
Glittering; turquoise; indigo; gold.
I’ll try my very best with the butterfly
- hold on –
Wouldn’t I harm it?
If I was to catch it?
Can I just say something?
Before I take it back
And dare breathe a word
I would die.
You’ve given me enough
Butterflies already,
You really don’t need to give me anymore,
Even if they’re magical or glittery.
Plus you might do more damage
Trying to catch one for me.
This is between you and me,
I promise!
And that’s a promise I will keep!
No more butterflies.
I’m stumped:
In my mind the only two options,
For me to make them go away:
Ignorance is bliss;
One or two steps further from;…
Unfortunately for the butterflies,
Neither of these are currently options.
I’m not going to lie,
There’s part of me,
That would like one,
To happen,
But
It’s not the right thing to do,
And it wouldn’t be fair all round.
Still being patient,
Will be for a long time.
I have a tendency to get caught up and lost in the world, still trying to discover what my gift is and how to use it. I write either when I'm deliriously happy (right now it's magic and butterflies though that is changing on a daily basis) or depressingly upset, so it's one extreme or the other, never a happy balance or medium. I love imagery and try and capture what I see in my mind's eye but sometimes I just don't have the words...I hope you enjoy reading, please tell me what you think!
