for the poetry lovers of the world...so i wrote a couple of things the other night. they might be good, they might be shizz. i truly don't know atm. tell me the good, bad and ugly. whether i should bring these to the light of day or just keep them hidden within my notebook. i have two. here is the first: Rain cascades down the windows leaving trails of what used to be. Twilight breaks upon your stardust eyes. The welcoming sky shows the wet murmur within its beating heart. Covers revealed, forbidden footsteps are taken. Your silent screams hopeful to stop the pain, but no longer. Such a regretful decision, eyes sewn shut to the world. Our mind, our thighs both meet. Mysteries remain mysteries dying to whisper their sacred lullabys. Sandpaper tongues make a beautiful melody in this silenced land. Stitches once sewn for eternity begin to slowly unravel. Sight such a blessing but to you a foreign curse. Your hands in mine, once stained by the past now washed clean by love. It's just the rain baby, just the rain. so yea. that's the first. and here's the second one for all you rhyme-lovers out there: I'll take you in and hold on tight. Skeletons crawl from the closet tonight. Close your eyes and I'll kiss you. Ice in my veins and in yours too. Speed it up, I'm walking on glass. Damn the future, damn the past. Smack me, hit me, it's all the same. I never lived before you came. Hold my hand down that little white road. Give me your love before you go. Come back to me, you're my hero, my life I'll be your heroine, like husband and wife. Drink in your skin, inhale your words. Crack a smile baby, let's act like birds. Fly so far no one knows our names. I'm sorry for the memories that cause you pain. So come back to bed, I'll make you forget. Leave your decisions, there's no time left. Let's both get lost just one last time. I fall in your arms and you're in mine. My eyes crank closed, still staying true. I'm totally and utterly addicted to you. voila. comment and tell me what you truly think. peace and love and all that stuff, miss jacy |