He bagged
He put the trash in the bag
and bagged it.
however it is not trash
It is a twenty-one year old girl
who's trying to find
her place in the world
and placing her confusion
in love
But she never thought of
the core apple seed
being left on the floor
her floor fertile to the
mop she kept asking for more
Now she's embedded with
a potential tree
Which could multiply to two
or multiply to three
and he is standing by
the bag
cause he has no money to hold it
so he packs his bags
& says goodbye on a post-it
and she knows it
but she doesn't know how to show
the bits of her heart
engulfed in flames
with critical eyes telling
her she's the one to blame
with their dark darts of shame ..
odd months go by
with every reason
to sigh
because no lie
can erase that potential mistake
but outgrew a seed
for all to see
and the thing is ..
it's an orange tree .
Monday, March 30
Freak [3.25.09]
My lips are locked
my hands are held
you push me up against
the wall
& embrace the thrill
i breathe from each heart beat.
Simultaneously we
know what this means
and i feel like
ripping your clothes apart
because we're not
actually on a cloud
i don't wanna hear
harps playing
while we do the things
we do
you just wanna hear
me moan the ballad
of our anthem
so don't read me a poem
with words of how much you love me
instead
express it to me with you body
because
i .. love .. thee ..
When you take me by force
and punish my inner secrets
for anything they ever did to you
A mystery you'll never know
but always remember
and I'll tell my friend
we got around
frequently
cause' a freak went he
just a freak
.. with me
inspired by "i wonder" .. by soulie ;]
my hands are held
you push me up against
the wall
& embrace the thrill
i breathe from each heart beat.
Simultaneously we
know what this means
and i feel like
ripping your clothes apart
because we're not
actually on a cloud
i don't wanna hear
harps playing
while we do the things
we do
you just wanna hear
me moan the ballad
of our anthem
so don't read me a poem
with words of how much you love me
instead
express it to me with you body
because
i .. love .. thee ..
When you take me by force
and punish my inner secrets
for anything they ever did to you
A mystery you'll never know
but always remember
and I'll tell my friend
we got around
frequently
cause' a freak went he
just a freak
.. with me
inspired by "i wonder" .. by soulie ;]
I Wonder ..
I Wonder...
I wonder what it's like
To kiss Someone
To run your fingers through his hair
To caress the fine line along his jaw
To touch his face. His shoulders.
His arms. His stomach. His hands.
His legs. His thighs.
Everywhere.
I wonder what it's like
To have him touch you.
Kiss you back with such passion.
To hold you in his arms and promise to keep you there forever.
To have him in you.
His cheek pressed against yours.
Mouths to ears whispering each other's name,
With the rhythm of your movements.
Going back and forth.
Every second a wave of heat is sent through your body.
I wonder what it's like to feel the adrenaline building up inside of you
Making you gasp for air.
Words are no longer intelligible, just the heavy breathing in your ears.
And, as if climbing a mountain, you reach the top.
One last moan escapes your lips as a burst of energy rushes through your bodies.
You crumple into one big pile
Holding on to each other in the tenderest embrace you've ever known.
Lying so still as you catch your breath.
Finally, he leans over to you and calls your name.
He whispers to you how much he cares.
I wonder what it's like to love a man.
by : my soulie .
I wonder what it's like
To kiss Someone
To run your fingers through his hair
To caress the fine line along his jaw
To touch his face. His shoulders.
His arms. His stomach. His hands.
His legs. His thighs.
Everywhere.
I wonder what it's like
To have him touch you.
Kiss you back with such passion.
To hold you in his arms and promise to keep you there forever.
To have him in you.
His cheek pressed against yours.
Mouths to ears whispering each other's name,
With the rhythm of your movements.
Going back and forth.
Every second a wave of heat is sent through your body.
I wonder what it's like to feel the adrenaline building up inside of you
Making you gasp for air.
Words are no longer intelligible, just the heavy breathing in your ears.
And, as if climbing a mountain, you reach the top.
One last moan escapes your lips as a burst of energy rushes through your bodies.
You crumple into one big pile
Holding on to each other in the tenderest embrace you've ever known.
Lying so still as you catch your breath.
Finally, he leans over to you and calls your name.
He whispers to you how much he cares.
I wonder what it's like to love a man.
by : my soulie .
Friday, March 20
Last Year's Song [12.26.09]
Quiet whispers
smothered under the blanket
movement on the upper level
.. total silence
plus
the beat .
the rapid beat .
a given sigh
not by me
.. whispers slowly rising
giggles & wiggles
footsteps above
.. total silence
plus
a beat .
a rapid beat .
a dead phoneline
clicks & taps
msg received
door slams open
minds deceived
.. total silence
plus
a dead .
a dead sound wave .
smothered under the blanket
movement on the upper level
.. total silence
plus
the beat .
the rapid beat .
a given sigh
not by me
.. whispers slowly rising
giggles & wiggles
footsteps above
.. total silence
plus
a beat .
a rapid beat .
a dead phoneline
clicks & taps
msg received
door slams open
minds deceived
.. total silence
plus
a dead .
a dead sound wave .
Friday, March 13
On My Night Stand [3.2.09]
On my night stand
rests a small box
the embodiment
sacred of my emotions
Memories of when I danced
with my father
lie in the corners
of this box
As well as
the waves touching
the shapes of our bodies
imprinted in the sand
kiss the roof
of this box
Bunched in the corner
is the tear I shed
for his love
that surrendered to fate
where it will slowly
collect the dust
of this box .
However memories
sometime fade ,
and those imprints
won't last forever
and this tear ,
could dry up .
But his box
will remain forever .
rests a small box
the embodiment
sacred of my emotions
Memories of when I danced
with my father
lie in the corners
of this box
As well as
the waves touching
the shapes of our bodies
imprinted in the sand
kiss the roof
of this box
Bunched in the corner
is the tear I shed
for his love
that surrendered to fate
where it will slowly
collect the dust
of this box .
However memories
sometime fade ,
and those imprints
won't last forever
and this tear ,
could dry up .
But his box
will remain forever .
Monday, March 2
Because Baby [2.2.09]
Will I bear those stares ?
for you I will smile back at them .
Will I stand those words ?
for you I will take them with gratitude .
Gossip is merely a
a distraction
to the love that
hides in our fears
If it was said that
I like you
but .. maybe
I just want you
cause' baby
I really do want you
to be that one
that you never were
the one to understand
me through the unspoken words
When you see me in the dark
but still watch me in the light
I'll even dare
to put my dreams on hold
to watch you
rise to your own
because baby
you my own dream
Just be with me
I'll find a way to make it seem
like the way it has to be .
for you I will smile back at them .
Will I stand those words ?
for you I will take them with gratitude .
Gossip is merely a
a distraction
to the love that
hides in our fears
If it was said that
I like you
but .. maybe
I just want you
cause' baby
I really do want you
to be that one
that you never were
the one to understand
me through the unspoken words
When you see me in the dark
but still watch me in the light
I'll even dare
to put my dreams on hold
to watch you
rise to your own
because baby
you my own dream
Just be with me
I'll find a way to make it seem
like the way it has to be .
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