Friday, July 24, 2015

He is.

He is a man,
He is so unique,
His tone too surreal,
His eyes the soul of heaven,
His voice the cure to any pain,
His brain too beautiful!
His sigh, sincere just like the knight he is.

He is the majesty of his palace.
So beautiful on the outside.
Messed up and cold inside,
So many of his confidant walked off,
His trust crashed.
His heart so hard, yet so soft.
His shell too near his core...his soul
His armor, shinning but he hides it.

He loves like a child,
Too sincerely...too openly,
He cares just like a petal...softly.
He protects those he love with himself.
He is a diamond...still buried in the rough,
He is the touch of love, in a hurt.
He is the voice of comfort in tears,
He is the hands of care, in the dark storm.
He is sweet...he is genuine.
He is.
He is my friend...he is.

Friday, June 19, 2015

You are My Best Friend

How should I hold your hand,
How should I not cry with you,
How should I not sit with you in the dark.
How should I slow my widening smile.
You are my best friend.
I love you in all ways love loves.

You are my universe,
You confuse my calmness,
You still my storm,

You steal my soul,
You are my best friend,
I love you in ways love leans.

My craze in our craziness,
My reason and season...
You make my world colder,
Coldness that calms my heat.
You are my best friend.
I love you in ways love grows.

You are my heat in the desert,
The water in my ocean,
The beautiful cloud to my sky.
You are my being.
You are me, in a different body.
You are the radius to my happiness,
You are my best friend.
I love you in ways love lives....eternally.

Monday, April 20, 2015

You are a wrecker

You want my heart, you say.
You want my time forever, you claim.
You have never felt this way, you recite.
You won't hurt me, you sing.
But you are a wrecker, how do I believe you.

I have seen all those girls you lied to.
I have witnessed the pain and tears you left on your path,
I have covered the jars of your deceit.
I have heard these words so many times.
But you are a wrecker, you have been for as long as I have known you.

I have been your friend through all the games,
I have helped you hurt others,
I have hugged you when you were not ok.
I have cared by the sidelines.
But you are a wrecker, and I am that girl who covered you.

Then one day you walked to me and kissed me.
From no where you now loved me.
I knew you wanted the sex to help you through things.
Just like it did with all those other girls.
But you are wrecker, though you said you wanted love.

You kissed me like you want to be loved,
You were so fragile, beneath that hard huge cover,
Your eyes sold your soul. Your empty soul.
It scared me seeing you so wrecked.
But you are a wrecker, how do I overlook that?