I've got a. Secret burried inside waiting to be found/
Because he's got/
Sparkles in his eyes that dance around/
Smooth luscious skin that often times I crave to taste/
And hands I long to feel holding my waist/
His barritone being the only music that I hear/
Masculinity/
That erases all my fears/
Swagger that sets my heart and imagination ablaze/
With passion/
And excitement from him touching in elaborate ways/
Each making up for what the other one lacks/
Secrets/
And/
Lines being crossed so far there's no turning back/
The ultimate sin no doubt/
Yet somehow/
It's Beautiful
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Idiot! (You Broke It!)
U broke it
Not just all the wonderful plans I had that was in the near future
Not just the promises
Not just my soul
You broke my heart
Shattered beyond repair.
For good this time
And I cant give my heart to anyone else
Because its just that broken.
It was a good story, the one of you and me.
A good one.
Never gave it a chance though. Not enough. Didn't care for it enough
To fight for it like I did
Maybe you got bored with the story.
Whatever it was
Shortly after the first chapter
You closed the book
Not just all the wonderful plans I had that was in the near future
Not just the promises
Not just my soul
You broke my heart
Shattered beyond repair.
For good this time
And I cant give my heart to anyone else
Because its just that broken.
It was a good story, the one of you and me.
A good one.
Never gave it a chance though. Not enough. Didn't care for it enough
To fight for it like I did
Maybe you got bored with the story.
Whatever it was
Shortly after the first chapter
You closed the book
He's So Fly
Smooth talkin stylish guy
You stay fresh and you stay fly
Swagger takes their breaths away
You get hit on everyday
Must admit you stole my heart
Feenin for you from the start
Saw what others could not see
Thought about you constantly
Whenever you would try to speak
Girls would turn the other cheek
I showed you some attention
You showed me your affection
You suddenly became mine
Girls suddenly found you fine
So up went your confidence
Along with your ignorance
Girls they want what they can;t have
Fall for it and you'll be damned
Allure of the forbidden fruit
Would change their mind once they got you
Girls they don't appreciate
A good guy when he comes their way
Trust me boy when I say
My love you cannot replace
Soo make up your mind today
Do you want to stray away
I wasn't scared to fall for you
But I will never crawl for you
Foolish pride, don't make that mistake
You cannot have and eat your cake
Go to them and you'll realize
You gave up such a good prize
You will see that you were wrong
But turn around and I'll be gone
You stay fresh and you stay fly
Swagger takes their breaths away
You get hit on everyday
Must admit you stole my heart
Feenin for you from the start
Saw what others could not see
Thought about you constantly
Whenever you would try to speak
Girls would turn the other cheek
I showed you some attention
You showed me your affection
You suddenly became mine
Girls suddenly found you fine
So up went your confidence
Along with your ignorance
Girls they want what they can;t have
Fall for it and you'll be damned
Allure of the forbidden fruit
Would change their mind once they got you
Girls they don't appreciate
A good guy when he comes their way
Trust me boy when I say
My love you cannot replace
Soo make up your mind today
Do you want to stray away
I wasn't scared to fall for you
But I will never crawl for you
Foolish pride, don't make that mistake
You cannot have and eat your cake
Go to them and you'll realize
You gave up such a good prize
You will see that you were wrong
But turn around and I'll be gone
A Pretty Red Ribbon
I wanna see blood. So bad. A perfect bubble in a beautiful red color. A bubble that blooms, and eventually overflows into a ribbon, sliding down. Sliding down, like a river. In the river, flowing away is a bunch of troubles, and worry. Stresses, and all that other bad stuff that makes you want the river to go on, and on. When the color fades, squeeze for more to come. Dripping, flowing.... running.
With the start of a prick, something sharp. A blade, a fingernail, a pin...
And a feeling too overwhelming to bare.
That's when tears are held back. And in place of a heart crying out in sorrow, a dagger is pressed gently against a palm that has sinned...
And there - in a line - appears a perfect plush bubble. Beautiful, rosy colored...
With the start of a prick, something sharp. A blade, a fingernail, a pin...
And a feeling too overwhelming to bare.
That's when tears are held back. And in place of a heart crying out in sorrow, a dagger is pressed gently against a palm that has sinned...
And there - in a line - appears a perfect plush bubble. Beautiful, rosy colored...
Sacrifice
Calling eyes look deep and mesmerize
Tingling lips press against
each other
Tempted hands run across smooth
bodies of silk
Treasures are found
Secrets are shared
Fingers linked
Two become one
and discover a new world
My Other Half
Left without right
Eyes without sight
The stars without light
A plane without flight
Summer with no sun
A burger with no bun
A child who knows no fun
The lonely number one
It's like a fairy tale without a kiss
Though it's long overdue, I'm telling you this
You are my complete, and total opposite
Yet somehow, together we fit
Uncanny, as if the sky just stopped being blue
That would describe Me without You
Eyes without sight
The stars without light
A plane without flight
Summer with no sun
A burger with no bun
A child who knows no fun
The lonely number one
It's like a fairy tale without a kiss
Though it's long overdue, I'm telling you this
You are my complete, and total opposite
Yet somehow, together we fit
Uncanny, as if the sky just stopped being blue
That would describe Me without You
The object of my obession
I draw and try to capture what I see
The way his eyes light up, the way he smirks
But can't get down what is right before me
I see him as a piece of God's best work
It seems his eyes are where I see it all
His eyes, which sometimes look like they are sad
Like mine, I wish that he could hear my call
His eyes, which glisten when he is so glad
And he can always make me laugh so quick
Something incredible that I adore
Something intangible, almost magic
Perhaps it's not his eyes, but something more
I feel like giving up on all my tries
May be the way he's seen through my own eyes
The way his eyes light up, the way he smirks
But can't get down what is right before me
I see him as a piece of God's best work
It seems his eyes are where I see it all
His eyes, which sometimes look like they are sad
Like mine, I wish that he could hear my call
His eyes, which glisten when he is so glad
And he can always make me laugh so quick
Something incredible that I adore
Something intangible, almost magic
Perhaps it's not his eyes, but something more
I feel like giving up on all my tries
May be the way he's seen through my own eyes
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