AND WE FORMED LOVE
HEAVEN
Grandmamma used to say “little girl stay on these steps”
With an attitude!
Giving me that look to let me know
She was not in the mood
And there is where I always wanted to be
And I didn’t care
Now I want to be anywhere but here
To make this picture anything but clear
So I can be anything but weird
So tired of all these f##ckin’ tears
Wake me from this fantasy I’m in
I want to write a new story
I want him completely washed from my skin
Give me a paper and pin
Leave me
With over a dozen pins
Cause Im’a write and type till I make this right
I’m looking pass it all
I clearly see my midnight
And he will be all mines
Cause I’ll rhyme and mime
To erase this pain if only for a brief time
With every man I invite in
I feel him being washed from my skin
And the invitation is not to my womb
But to that dark place that had become a tomb
Of sorrow and blank tomorrows
Grandmamma used to say “stay on these steps”
But there is where I always wanted to be
Tired of crying wolf just so he could notice me
So tired of this bitter taste
Kissing another man
Truly wishing it was his face
I want him off my skin
So another man can embrace me
And be emotionally free to say yes
When he asks
If he can he taste me
Get!
Off!
Of!
Me!
Things are not always as they appear
I loved you from a distance
Because I knew dooms day would come
There were too many reasons to run
Like chasing the sun
See, we were always shades of grey
And I just wanted your pain to go away
But never at my expense
And it will never be the same
‘Cause sensations knows your name
From past games
And she has only her image to sustain
So never think it’s about you…
See from my womanly point of view
She will never want you
The way you want her to
And you will be broken
Once
Again
Be
Cause
She
Is
Tainted
Tainted by the past
And even love don’t last
Fool of me!
And now…
I wait
And wait
I wait patiently
Him: My stomach hurts
Me: Whats wrong
Him: I don’t know but I got butterflies in my stomach
Me: Its called love
Behind every strong man
There is a woman
One of the many roles of a woman is to strengthen her mate
Never cripple him
If your relationship is anything like the image above
Get out!
Immediately!
Love is supposed to make you vulnerable
Never weak!
Intimacy crept through our rain
It cradled every
Hurt
Hang-up
Blew life through this pain
Pieces lingered
Tried hard to remain
We withdrew from every
Dead kiss
Tried hard to sustain
We day-dreamed into bliss
Tried hard to hold on to the pain
Til only intimacy exists
It melted into us
Like candle wax
And saturated the deepest wounds
Mending even
The most broken crack
We were
Shielded
By Intimacy
FYI: https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/05/23/tears-poem/
I call her sad and troubled, she is beautiful and her face has inspired many pieces.
So here she is again (:
Tears weighing heavy
Was the crooked tilt of judgments scales
I could feel the rust that sired me in between my harnessed vial
I wanted love but hate was the only boat that sailed
Rotted flint
Air came
Then went
Teasing sensations
That leaned
Then bent
Cement
That became
Part of me
Sunk Deep were fragments of
What I used to be
What I used to be
What I used to be
What I used to be
What I used to be
What I used to be
What I used to be
What I used to be
Sunk Deep were fragments of
What I used to be
What I used to be
What I used to be
What I used to be
Rotted flint
Air came
Then went
I had an oversupply of fuck yous
That nobody knew
Came
From
Me
I can hear it in the distance
Bleeding the sound
That can be heard miles
And miles
And miles beneath burdened ground
I can feel it
Even under a whisper
Sensations plague my senses
Without my permission
Like military transistors
And lust craves my very essence
Sad and lonely suffers my bones
Left me
Dropped
Lava
Melted
Deep
Ratchet
Between dark alleys
And ancient cobblestones
Tears heavy like bricks
Pots so deep it was hard to mix
The word fix with exist
And my inner twitch was hard to resist
Because
I
Still
Love him
His lips
Drip
Melted candle sticks
Was a bad trip
Standing beyond this cliff
Waiting for pigs to fly
And I had an oversupply of fuck yous
That nobody knew
Came
Directly
From
Me
He Loves me to Life
Through a Cross Road of Love
Leaves Vacancies
A diagnosed Disorder
Makes me Doubled Minded
And I began Sculpting Tears
That proclaims me Beautiful
That was Restitution
To The Man on the Bus
He saw my Haunted House
And read my Braille
Sunday November 3rd at 1am I will not forget
He Was
Like and Icicle
Melted into me
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/27/he-loves-me-to-life-poetry-waudio/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/25/crossroad-of-lovepoetry/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/24/2435/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/17/disorder-random-thoughts/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/17/double-minded-poem/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/12/sculpting-tears-poem/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/06/beautiful-random-thought/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/02/restitution-po/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/10/31/to-the-man-on-the-bus-pages-matam/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/10/30/haunted-house-epigram/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/10/30/braile-poetry/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/10/29/sunday-november-3-at-1am-dont-forget/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/10/29/he-was-random-thought/
I have loved you beyond my hearts ability
Screaming blasphemy at my own spiritual immobility
Lusting for life and my own mental fertility
I still love you beyond my own ability
I can’t even make love to you and it’s killing me
And here I am on the edge of hello
Or goodbye
I’m standing on the crossroad of
Love
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