The first time you looked
At her curves you were hooked
And the glances you took
Took hold of you
And demanded that you stay

And sunk in their teeth
Bit you hard and released
Such a charge that you need
Another touch
Another taste
Another fix

She just might get you lost
And she just might leave you torn
But she just might save your soul
If she gets you and she ( Read more... )

 If I fell in love with you
Would you promise to be true
And help me understand
'cause I've been in love before
And I found that love was more
Than just holding hands

If I give my heart to you
I must be sure
From the very start
That you would love me more than her

If I trust in you, oh please
Don't run and hide
If I love you too, oh please
Don't hurt my pride ( Read more... )

I'm starting to think that if I did half the things I think about doing, my life would be much more exciting.

 "I'm About To Come Alive" **Train

I can hear you downstairs crying on the phone
Telling someone that I'm here but you still feel all alone
Maybe we were too young
Goodbye, I've gotta go
I can hear the baby waking up
Got to get back to the life I know

I should have never believed him
Maybe I should just leave him

Maybe I'm not but you're all I got left to ( Read more... )

 so, tonight was pretty... intense. but that's been the feel of the past few weeks.
there's irony in it, but more than that, i feel hope. i'm not sure how it's happening, but i feel like there's something to hold to. nothing especially good has been going on over the past few weeks, and yet, there's a light ahead. i feel hope. there is hope. and ( Read more... )

 so, updates for those of you who might be interested ( Read more... )

 i'm tired.
i need your love.
i've always longed for it.
not always have i seen you as the source,
but i want you.
need those nights,
need those days,
need those moments.
i'm tired, though.
tired of fighting for it.
worn out from reaching
and not grasping.
i'll find love elsewhere...
but i don't want to.
i need you.

 
Poetry Response to: “When We Two Parted” By Lord Byron

We’ll meet again under our lamppost.

The asphalt cool under our feet,

Yet not death cold… a hint of warmth will linger there,

For it will be spring before we meet here again.

It will be twilight; the lamp will flicker on,

And we’ll pull up into our designated spots.

We will slide out casually, and ( Read more... )

 Fade in, start the scene
Enter beautiful girl
But things are not what they seem
As we stand at the edge of the world

"Excuse me, sir,
But I have plans to die tonight
Oh, and you are directly in my way
And I bet you're gonna say it's not right"
My reply:
"Excuse me, miss
But do you have the slightest clue
Of exactly what you just said to me
And ( Read more... )

 There are two great days in a person's life - the day we are born & the day we discover why. -William Barclay