I was a little wild one
He took out all the stars for me whipping them in constellations to be born in existence.
O how elegant the sight of the moon.
I was like a whore walking the streets.
The fearless one;
Not tame
While I walked without reason; cause; name.
I was in love
But I was lost….
Like child in the woods.
And they wonder why I go out to howl at the moon as my eyes water in the moonlight.
You wanted my body;
Never me.
And they wonder why I go out to howl at the moon as my eyes water in the moonlight.
The night was wild like her hair.
But so was she.
For she was night and he was day. He cradled her every time she’d shine with outstretched arms.
For she was like the sea, and he the ocean.
His love was deeper than even the sea.
He was like winter; secluded and too often sure of himself.
She was like Summer where she melted his heart even with the mere thought of her.
He’d sniff her hair until he’d kiss her ruby red lips and kissed her snow white skin uncontrollably to the point where even he had made her tremble in ecstasy.
A wild moan with subtle breaths escaped her every time he kissed her and thrusted his body upon her.
They were inseparable.
The sun was warm like his body.
His kisses were wild like an animal’s.
At age seven you begin questioning sexuality. You see a boy who likes to tease you a lot and you never understand that it was never because he hated you. It was because he fell in love with you. You don’t and will not understand that until you’re thirty.
At eighteen, you fall in love with what you thought you knew love was when in reality it actually isn’t. It’s just a pang that you can never retract from your heart as you watch the man you’re in love with, with a new girl and you can’t stop crying; but the boy who used to tease you ends up comforting you.
At age twenty-nine, you’re almost at the prime of your life, and you’re beginning to think about who it is you should marry because you’re still in college and you’re a very accomplished student sticking to your studies. You realize you’re still in love with the man you fell in love with at eighteen, but someone new; “next best thing” comes in. You feel small but this new man makes you smile and feel brand new but you’d rather settle for less.
You’re thirty-four at the age of your dreams’ accomplishments and you’re ready to get married. You still need to stick with less, but why when you could have so much more? “Move on” you say to yourself, written poetry and letters were all you had sent the last man who made you smile. You know exactly where to find him because he’s the first person to tell you he’s always been in love with you.
Go look for him. Because you only fall in love once and he’s always been there all along.
I did a tarot reading and it told me you loved me, but what is a bunch of cards compared to being closer to you….
It’s almost as if you know me….
Because you make my heart beat in all the right places and fill an empty void in my heart.
I think of you often always and all of the time.
I can’t even imagine a world where you wouldn’t be living.
As long as you’re near me,
I will love you forever and ever.
Gabriel soon became the angel of death and despair looking for a soul who would understand him.
His soulmate was Issachar; goddess of wisdom so Issachar he had looked for….
Knowing that in another life; he had killed an angel just like her.
God felt remorse for him being alone for forever; for eternity, so God smote her out of smokeless fire and rejuvenated her with life.
He fell into the seventh veil
He fell into this tragic hell
Where no one would know him to their prevail
God threw him dragging him in hell’s shell.
Gabriel was flung into the pit
For never giving a fucking shit.
For all the angels’ throats he slit
He was thrown smiling into the screaming hells of the fallen angels’ pit.
So he killed them and there was none left.
Blood dripping down from his knees up to his cleft.
Sojourned was he to kill them all.
No regrets not even a bawl.
He had ripped and burned them to his will.
Then climbed up on an unsteady hill.
He yelled at God saying I’ve killed them all.
As Michael fell from the last of the call.\”I’ve done your bidding you frigid wretch!”
The king called God couldn’t stand the stench.
Of foul and tainted Gabriel
He couldn’t stand the ungodly smell.
He looked about at what he could see.
And smiled at Gabriel and set his soul free.
I may be possessive but I want you all the time and I love the way you weave your fingers through my hair and kiss me with your soft and tender lips.
I love the way you touch me; the way your tender hands stroked my body. O how I can’t wait for you to love me again.
I think about you all the time and all I really want you to know is that you’re the one I’m loving.
And I need you.
All I need is you.
I need you to know that if I don’t make it home, you’re the only one person I’ll be lovin’.
And I’ll be lovin’ you forever. Because in truth, you’re my light and the other half of my soul.
“Have you ever fallen in love before?”
He asked me.
“Yeah. I have.”
“Have you ever loved before?”
“Yeah.”
“Well if you loved me, you’d let me know.”
I knew in a heartbreaking beat that he loved me. I felt that masochistic pain in my stomach, and I knew he was all for me.
I love going crazy over him I guess.
To the point where I had turned mad.
I wanted him and I got what I had asked for.
I go crazy over stupid things and here he is making love to me.
Always.
So selfishly I told him.
“Bunny?”
“Yes Tethie?”
“Do you know how to say I love you without saying nothing at all? This is my way of saying it. Tell me you love me.”
I simply said.
“Bunny?”
“Yes Tethie.”
He answered again,
“Be gentle with me.”
And that was the last thing I wanted him to do with me and then everything seemed alright.
He made love to me. Always making time for me. Little did he know he took me gently hook, line, and sinker.
He took my heart and he loved me time after time.
I love you.
I swear I do.
“You make me the happiest man alive. Baby, don’t tell anyone because if you do, I’ll surely lose you. Darling, take me with you.”
Under the moonlit night with the clouds I stood, stopped and stared. For the first time in my life, I noticed. You hadn’t felt the same. But the night is deadly. It is what it is, poison. It was the heart wrenching pain that you had lied to me, yourself and your heart. And the hardest part was choking back tears of regrets remembering a reminder over the trivial that you refused never to know in time till it broke your soul. You broke my heart. And you left me. To cry.
The pain made my heart grow cold, my legs numbing from empty wine bottles and unfinished cigarettes in my coffee. I cried for days in the hopes that you would change my mind and heal my heart.
When you told everybody you wanted to propose to me, I felt rejuvenated and betrayed in a way because it’s funny what crazy things can do to the prolonging of the mind. I seem to have betrayed myself. The way you sleep within your bed makes me a constant fake to the way you take me crying in your arms and make love to me. The constant wait and the way you make love to your coffee cups makes me so jealous that it makes me wanna kiss you so hard and here I am falling in love with you all over again, and waiting for you to say I love you and that you do; all over again….
He was so afraid that I was afraid of losing him.
I never feared much in truth; until I met him.
I never wanted to lose him to anyone.
I was tortured also because I didn’t want him to fear for me neither.
I just wanted him to be safe and to kiss me and hold me tight before he left off.
I never wanted him to get into trouble.
But trouble always came around the bend.
I loved him so much I wanted him near me all the time.
O how I love you like this.
I can keep on loving you forever and ever.
You’re my everything and I can’t help but to keep kissing and touching you
All the time.
I just keep kissing you and nudging you on.
To make love
To.
Me.
You’ve always wanted me to keep my promises.
You made me look like a freak.
You’ve always wanted me to tell the truth.
You made me look fucking stupid.
You’ve always wanted a girl who made the world right; who made the world seem better.
You never wanted a slutty stripper.
Now I never want to tell the truth or keep promises or make the world a better place.
But I will never strip.
Not for you.
I AM NOT YOUR WHORE.
REMEMBER THIS.
The nighttime is beautiful to me.
The way the moon shined mysteriously with the sun’s warmth draping her amongst stars.
The story of the sun and moon ignites a flame within you.
The story of how the sun tries to hold the moon, but little did you know he does with his rays always holding her within her to make her shine
Every
Night.
She distanced herself from the stars because she was very different from them, and the sun made them shine too, so she was so jealous that she distanced herself from them and every time they fell, the sun would hold her only once in a blue moon and leave again; alone with a cold-hearted moon.
Thee only magical thing I found about you was
The warmth of your eyes,
The touch of your skin,
The taste of your lips,
The smell of your hair on my pillow,
Or the wind that combs through it softly throughout the morning and in the evening.
And the way you write your poetry like musical notes on type-written paper.
The way your connotations complete the way you write your papers and also, the way you make love seem real.
I wrote this in my freshman year in the library at college break. Funny it’s still around. I am a senior now and I hope this man is perfectly happy and safe from danger….
He has galaxies for eyes I wish to melt in and raven black hair. He can find things easily and he sees through people’s bullshit. His favorite shape is a pentacle also known as a pentagram but he can’t tell the difference but he can tell the difference and correlation between things for me. He has fair skin and loves any kind of music and he is beautiful to everyone and loves writing poetry. He has a good voice because he can sing like The Doors. Although he acts and looks sexual he is ardent and loves beautiful things like art and music unlike other people. He likes the black sheep and the punks. The pentacle is his protection and he is also very smart. As smart as I. He tends to think I’m innocent. But in fact I’m actually not. He thinks that I am sick while I think he’s actually hot. All the while my sickness stirring his enemy has blue and green eyes lurking on his back not in his face the stars protect him and heaven lying down forbids his face he even makes all four horsemen race. He doesn’t like people talking to me and wish they’d get out of my face. He knows exactly what I’m thinking and although he loves the human race. He will not tolerate people getting on my case.
Life is not always about darkness and dying. Life is about meeting people and seeing new things. It is about the people you meet in life and about the people who want to see you succeed. It is about making yourself a good person. It is not about being better than someone else it is about caring for your relationships in life itself because the people you meet are connections you should always treasure and keep in your heart. And that is life. Making decisions, choices and priorities for yourself and certain people you encounter and love.
You can do whatever the hell you wanna do. Just don’t quit at life and don’t let life fuck you over because death just happens to be a component of life.
We compliment eachother.
And all you need to know is that I will always love you.
And for the first time; out of all times;
We match.
And I don’t care how many lifetimes I’ve met you;
I just never wanna see you in pain again
Because karma has it,
We’re both in pain without eachother.
And in this lifetime,
I know you were the one for me because we match.
If I had to go to hell and back twice, I’d always choose you.
And if this world perished on fire, you would still be the one for me because I can love you forever and ever like this.
If the world doesn’t count make hell count and I’d go thrice.
I’d defy all the rules and the law of gravity just to be with you once more.
There was a time when the night was quiet; and even silence was perverse until you came and put music in my ears and when you left it took to my mind and lingered in my soul.
I looked and searched everywhere for a small, tiny glimpse of what couldn’t be seen; your beauty; that chiseled body’s curves cut to a fault with coffee skin; what couldn’t be tasted; feeling the warmth of your lips and the taste of your tongue on mine.
But I could sense your feelings; hear your thoughts; touch your body in my dreams; through my soul.
I was too young to fall in love and too old to wish on stars. I was a teenager then, but I just couldn’t remember a day when I was young; or so I often dreamt….
I dreamt too much; met too many a person. I wasn’t bad but I wasn’t a good girl either.
I still believed in love and that someday I would’ve been able to wish on a star and love would come an’ get me.
Tommy was my first love.
I felt like I’ve seen him before in another life.
I’ve felt I’d love him forever. I also felt that I loved him before I knew what love was and what love wasn’t.
I wanted Tommy, but I felt Tommy wanted me more.
I just didn’t know if I’d see him again.
I also didn’t know I’d find him through you.
You are like the sun
You shine brightly in the heavens and you make the moon shine through the darkness.
You are like love
Through clear waters, you show me everything there is to know about your soul.
You are patient
With time; you wait.
You are kind
You are like a river I wanna explore and swim in.
In conclusion,
You are mine.
Forever, mine.
Say that you will; say that you will love me.
You are my phoenix that sets my soul free.
My love for you shall always; always be.
If it is love you cannot seem to see;
They are jealous of only you and me
Stars seem to fall whenever you’re with me.
And all I’d ever want is for you to love me.
What’s this feeling I cannot seem to free?
I love you; but I can’t tell you that; you see?
It is improper to set that love free.
But please tell me you will love me for me.
Because it’s only you I seem to see.
Tell me love it is only you and me.
You are the one who sets me free.
I will love you forever and all time.
You remind me most of Summertime
But you are my Summer in the Springtime.
And I think of you most when I am gone.
I dream you are with me holding me closer.
Your body right beside me; holding me.
Holding me closer; I can hear your heart.
And in the dawn I dream I am near you.
And your body’s warmth is enshrouding me.
Forever I will love you all my life.
I need your love to guide me through the dark.
love…. marry me and say you’ll love me forever
Hold me in your arms and say that you will.
Take me love; and love me; love me; love me.
Your galaxies for eyes show me colors I wish to see in the morning and everyday of my life.
I will promise to hold you and comfort you in trouble and in strife…
I will always love you and that is that because every time I fall in love, I feel you pulsating through my soul as though the coffee-colored, cream skin is intertwined with my skin color. I feel with you like I belong and I want you to know that I love you and I would never change you in any way because you are smart, gifted and talented and I am for sure that no man will do any better because you are great and you are adorned to me as my beloved because I understand you and you understand me, but I shall never show my warmth for I am too cold to share you.
I will promise to hold you and comfort you in trouble and in strife. Please say you love me and that you would want me as yours and as your wife.
Your eyes of galaxies show me colors only a God would wanna see.
and when you look at me that way, you make me feel like my heart is melting,
but it seems like you had a broken heart, but I do love you and sometimes it is at your worst.
I think of you in my daydreams
That someday you will see me as I see you
for in my heart and in my head, I think of you in colors that don’t exist.
And in the end I return to your eyes of sapphire.
your eyes of galaxies show me colors only a god would want to see.
All the constellations gazed jealously at you and you, morning star;
Had fallen.
I was lucky enough to catch you in my arms and make love to you like a child.
You had always cuddled me and put your pulse into my own.
In other words, loved me with your heart.
You loved me like maybe there was a fire pulsating throughout your veins.
I was lucky enough to be called by you into the heavens and into your arms.
I will never leave you stranded and I will always love you.
Because no matter how much hurt it took for me to figure you out,
It is you who have opened up your soul to mine.
I am fire,
But you are water that behaves like fire.
And I want to be with you.
You are like a puzzle and I understand you in some ways that some do not.
I always will willingly protect you.
And if you want me;
You
Have
Me
Forever
On
Fire.
I will always come back to the time I told you about the stars, and how all the constellations each had a story and how they all fit together in the night sky.
I remember making love to you all day and all of the night in your apartment and in your bedroom, and how the smell of coffee came upon my unearthly white skin and how you kissed my blue and green eyes and how you sniffed my hair and told me I was the most precious thing in the world.
I think about you all the time and I dream about a future with only you.
you have brown hair, the softest coffee-colored creamy skin, and the sweetest most softest eyes with hardworking hands.
whether your skin is brown, and your eyes are not a deep blue.
believe me honey, there is nothing I would ever change about you
only because I will love you in all I say or do and trust me beloved, they’re all just motherfucking jealous.
because I think I look good on only you.
Come back to me love….
come back to me….
For I will love you forever and always until the day I die.
If I had a choice to take a pill never to remember; well, I would never take it because in my heart; deep down in my heart there was only you.
And I swear by God that I will love you forever and I will always remember you in December.
Just like that.
Because in my mind, you’re still dancing on the dance floor with me and in my heart, you are mine.
Because you’re my choice.
And my type.
And that is that.