Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Bittersweet

The faint sounds of your heart beating has disappeared
No longer do these hearts beat intertwined in a rhythmic seduction
 of unspoken words
It was you......me.....and a moment
Filled with passion, lust, freedom, and desire
Resulting in no attire
just pure fire
just pure fire

Dedication from one body to the next
 concluded with confliction so perplexed 
leaving you in distress needing to be addressed 
yet left to rest 

I'm in the mood for love

BE GOOD TO ONE ANOTHER

Past Times

Our history tucked in my back pocket for safe keeping till this day remains a mystery. Day in and day out, your face was all that I had seen. Open eyes shut out to the world, yet obsessions lied beyond eyes of our lies later brought to light of who we really were. I remember our continued conversations that crept till sunrise and sundown, some of importance and some left unspoken. Your goofy traits I’d have to say created our best times. I craved the mystery behind those eyes that sent chill up my spine. Did you think I would forget those times? Wrapped in your blanket of wisdom and warmth discussing the triumph you’d want, or never mention. Connection so deep beyond what we could bear. Knowing it’s rare yet we continue to stare into the eyes of love for it was never there. Catastrophic ending was much needed yet looking back we were a heck of a pair. Don’t get me wrong we were never a match, yet we had a bond till this day that I seemingly can't shake. Tonight I write this poem for you in the remembrance of what keeps me awake. Whether we speak or not, these memories cannot be erased, just truly missed. You remind me once in awhile of what it is that I seek. Forever will you be tucked in my back pocket of memories I long to keep. Deep in my heart the key you once held remains locked. For this special place is known only to me and now brought to light and shared with you. As I've mentioned before I refuse to be that “typical” girl. I claim you as my past time friend, past time lover, confidant, and more. Live, love, and laugh. 

Monday, December 15, 2014

DAYDREAM

 

 

Take me to my minds fantasies of wandering daydreams
Creeping into my heart
While healing past time wounds
My subconscious is telling me that he is you
Feeling the truth of something new
Wanting to move forward
Stuck in the past
Yet this trance has corrupted my mind
Again, I’ve fallen off track
My equation is out of whack
Wandering where I’ve slacked
I question why
Here I am on this Merry Go Round
Of thoughts running wild
Wanting to be tamed
Confused about the game
Play along I remain
Knowing it’s wrong
Yet I dare to be proven wrong
All about the superficial gain
My turbulence pain was definitely vain
Shall I take blame?
Prima Donna wonders where her secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But a phenomenal woman I am
Whether you see it or not
I’m destined to win this fight
Again, I’ve risen with might
Stereotypes are no longer insight
My needs are intact
Hopefully cupids aim wasn’t whacked
To try is a chance
A chance that I’m willing to take
This take will authenticate my success
Success is to be my fortress
In the meantime these wandering daydreams
Keeps me in check
Dissolving my faded dreams
As reality beams