Poetry

There Are Things I Want I know not what Just that i lack them There are things I need I feel their lack But i cannot say what they are Would you come to me To take my hand In spite of craters Throughout my land In spite of darkness On certain days Would you take my hand And walk my way...!!! Wanting to Make it So . My hand Can hold your wrists Your hair Twined round my fist Your heat Against my hips Your name Upon my lips To feel Your need with mine To kiss And take my time The motion With legs entwined I want you...!!!

Lost She would sit, lost inside her thoughts.  She saw everyone; they were someone she was not.  She didn't do it just because.  She cared about everyone, but she wasn't content with who she was. She was down quite a lot, Everything took such a toll on her that she always had second thoughts. She spent her life giving, never wanting anything in return.  But when someone gave to her, it always made her stomach turn. She was afraid to take from others, even if it was a nice gesture.  She always doubted it, thinking it could be given to someone better.  She feared rejection, always wanting to be accepted.  But she hoped to never push it too far, because then she would feel neglected. She apologized for everything , hoping to make everything right.  She tried to let nothing go wrong, even if it wasn't her fight.  Her heart was too big for her head to handle, That sometimes she fell...

You Who are you? You, with the slender fingers And wood colored eyes With the soft brown hair Strong arms and long legs Who are you? You, with the laugh that rings And the sweet, deep voice With the pep in your step Light heart and open mind Who are you? You are the light That keeps children safe in the dark You are the ray of sun Peeking through the clouds on a rainy day The heavy metal armor That saves the knight from the sword You are the epic hero Who trudges through his journey You are the thing I know of most And the thing I know about the least I ask again, who are you? You are mine...!!! My love for you cannot be described by romanticized things like ocean shores  or flowers, or pale blue, mornings skies, or distant stars. because oceans kill  and flowers wilt blue skies fade and starlight dies. So the only way that i can say i love you   because i do is trapped within dark emotionless