A collection of my post-Matt poetry. |
-I'm Ready- I'm ready to lock the doors turn out the lights. I'm ready turn up the radio make sure the cat's on the bed. I'm ready to end another day without you. I'm ready to wake up to anotherday without you by my side. -I want to- hold your hand. kiss your lips. run my fingers through your hair. feel your hands on my skin. have your body next to mine. know that you still think of me. -Been told...- ...I'm in it for the long haul. Nothing wrong with that. ...that I'm a bitch. Not much I can say about that. ...I'm nothing but the gum on your shoe. Can't argue with them there. ...You're not good enough for me. Can't help but laugh in their face. I ought to be over you by now been eight months but just can't help thinking of you. -Blissful Kiss- Hand in hand lying next to you looking up into the stars. You tug my hand and kiss it gently. I respond and kiss yours too. It's been so long since your lips touched mine. You kiss my cheek and search my soul. I squeeze your hand, you squeeze mine back. Again I feel that euphoric bliss. You kiss my lips and pull away, just to see if I'm still ok. I feel your breath hot on my face, "Fuck this!" I'm thinking and press my lips to yours, you're warm and accepting just like I remember. That night was what I'd been waiting for. Laying there on her front lawn, you took my heart and made it yours. Again. |