January 2010
11 posts
trapped words
I would like to speak a word or two but my mind stumbles at the thought of you my tongue is trapped in a cage of words my heart thumps with the painful urge my arms are weak and long for you to hold but I fear your shoulder will only be cold I fear the sting I have felt in the past but I only want to get your lips within my grasp
No you misunderstood I don’t want to get high with you; I want to get high from you.
The first time I saw you, you took my breath away, and now you’ve got to give it back, let me breath baby let me breath.
I swear if I had but just one kiss the world would light up and then maybe you wouldn’t be so blind…
I love the smell of your cologne mixed with a tint of cigarettes that rests on your clothes. The needy, longing look in your eyes every time you look at me, screams “Save me save me!” and my heart screams back “I will, I promise”. You couldn’t possibly understand how in depth my mind goes every time I am around you. My lonely pit is filled with you and our playful...
Roll on by
Roll on by I say, I say roll on by just as though you were on rollerblades Go on pass me just like all the rest Before you get a chance to truely gaze into these wonderous eyes As if I didn’t expect it from the begining these hopes of mine deseve me and yet no matter how much I am told I’d rather have hope than to have an empty heart just floating in my chest as though it will never...