A wearer
Of tighty whiteys
Whose hands turn red
At the sight of mine
A man of God
With hair of gold
He’s such an amazing
Sight to see
I hope one day
He will fall in love
With me
Eyes of blue
Perfect lips
If he could just
Ask me out
I would flip
What I’d give
To kiss him
And have him
Hold me
In his arms
With all his charms
Soon
It shall be
Tag Archives: hands
Be Okay
“Will you
Not see me
For who
I truly am?”
She begged
Her hands upon
Her crying face
“It tis
Not the
End my dear
You have
Nothing
To fear”
Said the universe
So
Everything
Will be okay
You know
The Lady Fair
He waits
For her
In the car
Anxious
Of how
Things may
Go
He longs to
Put his fingers
In her hair
Kiss her
More then
He would
Dare
What a beautiful
Lady fair
Simplicity of Winter (Poem)
Flakes of white
in the bright sunlight
of the sunset
snow lands ever so gently on her
pink tongue
there’s a smile
on her face
cheeks of rosy red
from a warm embrace
and the sweet taste
of hot coco
forts made of frost and cold
mittens
hand and hand
people said
“Oh you two wont last”
but times change
and people grow
together and apart
it’s winters choice
to make or break a heart
For You (a poem)
I could write
a poem
for you
it’s true
I could
would you like me to?
alright I will
Lets see
where would I start?
I adore the way
you gaze at me
when I’m not looking in your direction
your eyes sort of
bring out the best of my reflection
the color of your eyes reminds me
of some of those rocks in the sand
so elegant and almost like diamonds
I like to picture your hands on me
as well as the taste of your lips
I like to wonder what it would feel like
running my small fingers threw your hair
the feeling of your facial hair on my lips
You’d probably give me goosebumps
You probably know this
but I love your face
You shine
like no other man
I have seen face to face
you put butterflies in my stomach
and warmth in my heart
whenever your name and face come across my mind
I just feel like singing all the time
that is how much joy you bring to my soul
If I could
I would try and swallow you whole
so that you could stay
holding onto my heart
night after night
I don’t need sunshine
when you are by my side
you shine brighter
then every star in the sky
I know that may not be saying much
but to me it’s a whole damn lot
The way that I speak sometimes
may not make sense to you
often times it’s as if I’m in my own
world
of wishes
and
magic
where nothing can harm a hair on my head
but if I could
I’d let you take every strand
and you’d still see me
for who I am
I’m not a goddess
nor am I an angel
or a queen
Sometimes
I won’t be able to save you
when you fall
and hurt your knees
but I promise
I’ll be there to stop the bleeding
I’ll let you say my name with curse words
and insults
I’ll try my best to help you up from the fall
You wont always be the first thing on my mind
but you’ll live inside my head somewhere
speaking my name in hushed tones
that even a princess would be jealous
I’m not allowed to love you yet
but I can care for you
more then my own self
and I hope that maybe
one day you can do the same
but I’m not asking
for anything
though I crave
your lips
I will not ask
nor will I worship you
I will treat you as an equal
but always with respect
and kindness
I’m honestly
not something
you should ever
miss out on
I may repeat words sometimes
but that’s just how it’s done
please don’t run
away
I’d really really really
like you to stay
I know I can be a bit intense
and tend to climb slowly over the fence
but I hope you’ll be right there next to me
leaving your fingerprints
on what was once
painted shiny and new
put all over me
our fingerprints
we two
I hope one day
our hands are entwined
and
I hope
you never
let go
of mine
Sunshine & Puzzle Pieces Found (A short Story)
“why do you keep so much buried?” He asked her as he held her hand, they had just finished swimming the pool late at night. Her brown hair had turned black since the water had hit it or a darker brown, it made her sun burnt skin look less tragic. Her green eyes stuck out more then anything to him, he couldn’t help but gaze into them as the moon hit the waves of the pool.
She sighed, drawn to the waves of the pool as the wind made them move in such a way it was as if she was in a trance. She shrugged, looking at him,
“I’m too dangerous to let anyone see all of me… I can only break my walls down to those who fall in love with me”
He felt a surge of something flow threw his body when she spoke, he looked away and then he looked at her again, just to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
“Why to only those who fall in love with you?” he questioned, he felt himself lean in closer to her. He felt her skin, how soft it was yet warm from her burn, damn what a beauty he thought as he still kept his gaze on her.
“Because..” she paused, she knew her secret would be out if she spoke again, “Because..” she continued “Because.. if someone loves me they aren’t suppose to hurt me or leave, they aren’t suppose to treat me like an inferior or hurt me. Anytime I’ve actually put myself out there I’ve gotten hurt… I’m called names or used as an object for sex when the one thing I want more then anything is to just have true love. Someone who wants to be everything important to me, to protect me, think I’m beautiful even when I’m falling to pieces…” she felt tears well up in her eyes.
She wouldn’t let them fall, not for him to see but it was too late. It was like ocean came pouring out of her eyes of green, the glow of the moonlight tinting her eyes as if she were some sparking goddess. What a goddess she looked like indeed.
He felt his heart melt, he knew exactly what she meant. She had worked so hard just to get to this spot with him, her hand in his like this, his body so close to hers and his lips aching for a kiss or two, more even. She didn’t need a man in her life but she had chosen him, she had practically gone threw hell just to realize that they were meant to be in each others arms.
He didn’t know what to say, he felt as if he was falling in love with her.. he could tell her that he always thought of her before he went to sleep, he stayed up late wondering what it would be like just to hold her in his arms like he did the first time only tighter. He could tell her that she’s the reason why the walls on his heart went down, leaving only a big beating heart with less bitterness. He could tell her that his body ached for her so much that even touching himself wasn’t enough. He could say all these things but the one thing that came out of his mouth was..
“I like you.. I really like you.. I can’t get your gorgeous face outta my head, seeing you for the first time like that, so free, so heart on your sleeve, so wow ya know? I just… even now.. I can’t keep my eyes off of you, it’s almost as if you have this light inside you that just brightens so much of my life up. Seeing you smile like that and those hilarious remarks you made, I mean damn, how.. how the hell did I get so lucky as to come across someone like you? I had blinded so blinded by past thoughts and I guess I just didn’t want to admit it until now”
He took a deep breath and looked at her. Her tears had stopped and her face became quite red, the good red, the blushing red, she smiled.. she actually smiled, she had smiled before but this.. fuck.. this was just.. sensational. This smile illuminated her, making her all the more beautiful to him. She was gonna be his girl and he knew it and she knew, but he wasn’t quite done expressing himself yet.
He bit his lip, wanting to kiss her pink rosy perfect lips. All the while gazing at her.
“I’m sorry it’s taken me this long… I’m sorry I said hurtful things to you and your fragile being, I know nobody’s perfect, perfection doesn’t exist but you do. I see you now, more clearly then ever before. We are alike in ways and unalike in others but I will go to the ends of the earth to make you important to me in every way possible. Your like sunshine to me, you know that? I could be in any mood and you would just make everything better.. I know you feel it, this connection we’ve got, it’s deep inside you like it is in me, we don’t have to have a word for it but if I could… I’d call it..love”
Her grin grew even larger, but she wasn’t blushing this time. It all sort of made sense, these words that were being said back and forth, she may have said little but they meant the world to him just as she did.
He moved in now to kiss her, he felt it was just the right time. Their faces already seemed to fit together, lips to lips, nose to nose, like the piece of a puzzle finally found. Whenever they gazed into each others eyes it was like… a reflection in a mirror, not having everything in common just most of the right things and some of the negative but that would just bring them together more and more, molding them like statues hand in hand, the correct fit.
They had known before hand that they just happened to be meant for each other, it was nothing more then that. A simple knowing really. When realization hit them both on the same night, she couldn’t sleep, she kept thinking “Oh.. my…god” over and over again until it finally occurred to her that he knew as well as she did.
They were standing up now, arms still wrapped around each other, he picked her up and took her inside. He didn’t really look where he was going, but she still had that smile on her face.
She sort of hummed a familiar tune, a bit off key but he didn’t mind. So she sang instead. It was like she was drunk on happiness.
Once inside she ran up the stairs and he fallowed. That’s where our story ends, but not completely, if you go close to their bedroom door, you can hear her moaning his name frequently, but I wouldn’t go in there…
I promise you he will be pissed and most likely beat you up, (she finds that attractive when he talks like that, beating people up, yeah she melts) but yeah.. just wish them a goodnight and run your ass right out of there.
His Fingerprints On Her Heart
puddles
no lakes
no oceans
pour from the crystal dazed eyes
of angel with no wings
her heart in her hands
oozing with the pain of the past
red splatters
drip from the walls
unable to pass
no words
just the oceans
waves
dripping for her eyes
and an unbearable pain
located in the center
of her small chest
all alone
in the corner
between
pain
and depression
such a young mind
should never feel such a thing
when the heart
could be full
and no longer broken
what can heal her broken body? they ask
nothing she replies
nothing but a kiss
and an apology
could make it better
but who would do such a thing?
whats the use in hoping
when a jackass is in the place
of the prince
and all that’s left of his kindness
is his fingerprints
on her heart
leaving pain
tingle
through every part
of her lonesome body
only to be reawakened with a kiss
Sexual Euphoria
I crave sex
the feeling of being in the arms
of a man who
dares to love me
body’s pushed together
shoving
as darkness is falling
kisses
moans
it’s the best feeling
I know
I love putting on a show
in matching lingerie
it’s pretty special
if you know what I mean
I won’t have sex with anyone
no fucking way
you gotta promise me
that you wont leave
after that very day
go ahead and eat me
down there
it shall please me
then I’ll stick my face
where you want
and I’ll be so much better
then that she that used to be
see I’ve got a passion
for loving making
and for the way that the man just looks at me
if the sex is about you
and not us
then it will be no good
you gotta realize
that I could
be better then the rest
don’t call me second best
you can put your fingers where you want
I wont mind
just as long
as I orgasm
for a large amount of time
don’t put a name to me
I’m no slut
I’m no whore
any word you say is not true
even if I have more sexual experience then you
so you walked out
how does that feel?
whose gonna give you good sex now?
I don’t see anyone
you know for me
there are plenty of guys in line
so you better hurry up
or you’ll be out of time
you really wanna sit in front of a computer
jacking off to porn?
that’s not sex
that’s masturbation
which in my opinion is never enough
I’m sorry to say
that I think no other girl
could get you as hard as I do
so hows that feel?
I’m very real
I’ve got more to me
then you could ever believe
I may be weird
but honey
I know you already miss me
they all do
I’m not going to persuade you
to get me back
I already tried that
plus I am happy without you
I promise it’s true
I will no longer come running
back to you
that’s your job
once you realize
how easily I moved on
I still like your dick
guess I don’t have to buy that lube then huh?
I might just because
it intensify’s the experience
and like I said
there are men in line
but I know you don’t enjoy completion
and you like to be number one
so I guess this really sucks for you
doesn’t it?
Time, Be a Little Faster..
I guess now that we are well acquainted and since I usually complain about my parents and love, I believe it is now time to tell you about both of my houses which I cannot wait to move out of!
Lets talk about how different they are. How my parents are complete polar opposites.
At my mom’s house, since she is high maintenance and a clean freak it is always;
“Clean this, clean that. Your not doing it right you have to do it like this” all the time.
Then when shes angry she likes to go on about what is wrong about me and how more like her I should be, it usually ends up being a shouting match then after I am in tears she says shes sorry and compliments me a lot. Then the next day its all “thank you thank you thank you” and “could you do this for me?” it always like that. Even though she is my best friend, she’s very positive and the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. She raised me pretty much, I did some myself and I guess I’m just proud that she taught me more then anyone else has. She has given my much that I have needed and she feeds me, she actually takes us out to dinner but sometimes she sticks her nose into my business by looking at my texts or what website I’m on, its so annoying. She will always make me happy and I will always love her, shes my mommy.
Now for the worst.
My fathers house is very different. I mean I told you about how “religious” he’s gotten, which is complete bullshit, its all an act. So I try my best not to bring up Jesus or God or anything like that because my dad has this impulsive need to be right about everything. and I mean everything. I have tried countless times to tell him that he has never been single in all of his life and that he has no clue who he is, which he doesn’t and that the longer he keeps up this act the more woman my sibling and I will loose in our life. I mean he just has affairs. I’m done feeling sorry for him now, he can hardly hug me. The man only buys grocery’s once every two months. He talks about himself all of the time, he wont let us talk about ourselves and how we are its always just about him. He doesn’t support us much at all.
So there you go.
Oh I just want it to be next week already.
Lets hope this week goes by fast and this weekend too.
Blah.
It should be Tuesday of next week.. NOW.