Monday, April 30, 2007

I've got a. Secret burried inside waiting to be found/
Because he's got/
Sparkles in his eyes that dance around/
Smooth skin that often times I crave to taste/
And hands I long to feel holding my waist/
His barritone being the only music that I hear/
Masculinity/
That erases all my fears/
Swagger that sets my heart and imagination ablaze/
With passion/
And excitement from him touching in elaborate ways/
Each making up for what the other one lacks/
Secrets/
And/
Lines being crossed so far there's no turning back/
The ultimate sin no doubt/
Yet somehow/

It's Beautiful

Friday, April 6, 2007

Idiot! You broke it!


U broke it

Not just all the wonderful plans I had that was in the near future

Not just the promises

Not just my soul

You broke my heart



Shattered beyond repair.

For good this time



And I cant give my heart to anyone else

Because its just that broken.



It was a good story, the one of you and me.

A good one.



Never gave it a chance though. Not enough. Didn't care for it enough



To fight for it like I did



Maybe you got bored with the story.

Whatever it was



Shortly after the first chapter



You closed the book