Saturday, February 27, 2010

Enchanted

This poem means so much to me because one day I hope I can feel this way about a person & the person will feel the same about me. Love




Passionate and tender devotion
Infatuation
No more fear
The settlement of emotion in a tight place
Room for error
But respect oversees it

You are now attached
Can’t let go
Can't describe this feeling
You want to embrace him
Show much appreciation

Affection goes deep
You believe the world will be over if you lose him
Cherish every moment
Moments are well spent and unforgettable
Hug, pet, stroke
Just draw close

He is yours
The one you are crazy about
Nuts about
Fond of
So charming, your prince
Your best friend

Devoted & thoughtful
Anxious to see him again
Loyal and warm
He has won your heart
Very pleasing to your heart
Captivating to your eyes

Express what you feel
Kiss him
Make love to him
Cherish him
Enjoy him
All because...
You are in love with him

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Bite




It was the bareness of my guilt
The nuptial of my sin that lured it to me
My feelings were once deep
Hidden under the truth
It bit me once and yet again it has return
I’m feeling unusual but content
Misplaced by intellect
It bit me once and yet again I’m scared
The memory that lives in me
Haunts me from time to time
I dream of the day I can run freely
Without looking down my path
Wondering when it will appear

Shake & bake

My eyes begin to rattle with fear
It’s finally here
To take me this time,
out of my painful misery
Its time to admit my struggle
The depression I once confronted
No one knows me like me
Wise people don’t just admit wrongs
They strive to avoid a repeat performance
In which mine are repetitious
I admit my wrongs and travel back to them
Enhanced by what some may believe when they see me
My predator sees the truth
The hurt, the shame, in which my red organ sizzles with infliction

I stand before thee
With sweat down my back
With blood up my spine
With venom in my ego
I stand before thee
With a pain that can’t be described
With a chill that can’t be cured
With a weapon that could kill us both
I stand before thee with my eyes closed
With my fist tighten
Ready to fight
Getting ready for another snake bite