October 29, 2013

Writes..."Penetration"


her: "i've felt you inside of me.. you're amazing! word for word it felt amazing! you have made me feel literally what no other man has ever made me feel."
 
me: "uh, you do know who this is right?" 

her: "the only man that can penetrate me with words."

 

"then she said my name; told me what i used to do;

how good i was at alternating rhyming lines...

when i wrote a's through g's, in ten-syllable lines,

penning my mind the way william shakespeare used to...

 

'cause she's seen who i am, through words devoted to,

one worthy of more than a few elegant lines...

and she's seen how i feel, what's in my heart's confines,

times that i'd given her elegant lines to view;

 

times that she'd found herself described in one or two;

on paper, her beauty and my brain intertwined...

a perfect collaboration in every line:

they were equal parts who she is and what i do...

 

she still inspires 'cause what i've penned remains true,

it's just now i've evolved to twelve-syllables lines...

in every piece adjectives and verbs still combine,

with pronouns like "she" and "i", the way they used to;

 

and i display the same sentiment i used to...

my heart on the page, bleeding out in every line;

my pen to a page, trying to "word" her to be mine;

each one intented to show we're a better two...

 

she and i, would share something known by just a few;

be the answer when people ask how love's defined...

but if i asked her a question, this would be mine:

"will you allow more than words to penetrate you?"

 

or "do you think on scenes of me loving you;

a tryst where i'm filling you with more than just lines?"

i do; i think on times when more than words are mine;

and "inside" of you means i owe that side of you

 

imagine words replaced by a finger or two;

perhaps three inches that'll inch closer to nine;

all put in the same places, with the same design:

to keep that "amazing" feeling running through you...

 

i'm asking for a chance to do what my words do?

you say i've "been inside", so i'll just use your line,

as proof that you believe we've already combined...

why not connect on a physical level too?""

October 27, 2013

Writes..."The Sweetest"

for taba...10-19-13
 
"today's special...but not 'cause other people say,
"it's sweetest day" since you're the sweetest every day
your heart-shaped box is filled with more than chocolate
you possess a love inside loved ones don't forget;
and ones once loved are pained now that it's gone away,
wondering daily how to exist without it

no, i don't need those who talk to get me to say,
" today's special"...'cause being with you makes everyday
special... and extraordinary... and exquisite,
'though more than those adjectives would easily fit
i guess my point is it's 'cause of you, every day's
twenty-four hours of time i'll never forget"