Damn, I Really Like You

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

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. 

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