Lamp

I took a picture of you
the sun was setting behind the trees.
a thick mist was rolling in below you
wearing a ripped tank top,
and your shortest shorts fought the heat.
you were shouting with your arms raised to the sky,
you begged-
begged for a breeze or cold rain
anything to wash away the dirt.
a smile still gently rested on your face
attitude was always expected.
-I took a picture of you.
for if the rain fell too hard that evening i needed reassurance
that you wouldn't disappear
i needed to know
that you would never float away.

x

In the room

I dont expect to know the rest of what has happened to me.
but just a guess of what is left
is that Ill never leave.
i curse the name of self-esteem to insure that i can change
but second best to all the rest has taken toll on me.

x

Dear Blank Page,

If my fingertips bleed out intelligent phrases and wit,
will you begin to give me what i need?

x

PorN!

A vision,

in which we should not speak of.

-a lust,

the passion is visable.

INCREDABLE

-a scene,

two bodys meet in the middle.

TRUST

eyes widen.

-

                  Power.

               Off.

2.3.10

oh- what direction i fall is flowing
yet somewhat, I'm stumbling-
and getting a grasp
i can taste the energy
oh- i can taste the greed.
someone is pulling-tugging at my clothes.
fabric between their hands and my bare skin
i ask-
what is it you want from me?
oh-why is it so free to be?
so-
god damn understandable but
show.
not a glimpse of common interest.
the secrets im keeping
can explain the hole meaning
of the scribble i write
or maybe just think about-
you.

x

8/30/11

Stars fell like rain beside me.
each drop lit up your face as i searched deep.
i wondered what you thought of me when you look up and bite your lip.
i flatter myself thinking you crave my touch.
holding me between your legs i can see through you.
your begging me to never let you go.
as you run your fingers threw my hair i wonder if you love what i do/
i wonder if you want all of me.
i pray you never let me go.
x

8/19/11

What if every word i said spilled onto the floor like a pile of madness splashing at your feet?
would you still tap my head?
would you still kiss my neck?
what if every kiss tasted like the serenity you found out you were searching for?
or if every hug held a reflection of all the dreams you kept a tight grip on?
what if i throw my cards down and look into your eyes?
what if i wanted you to take me for what i am?
what if i let my guard down and fell through the sky?
would you catch me?
would you be mine?