I am attempting to write
poetry with mere words,
that escape my blazing heart
and seek refuge in the coolness
of the white paper;
soothing the wounds
on their inked skins...
So They fear me
and quake in terror,
for they believe that one day
they too will cover you,
from head to toe,
but I can never allow myself
to conceal a being
as handsome as yours...
For How can I veil a universe
that holds what I need to survive,
in the essence of their soul?
Call me mad,
but I simply cannot help it
for I have to express
my love to you somehow,
or I shall be placed
in an asylum,
where all those bathed in love
enter when all is lost...
These words...
These quaking words,
feed on my emotions;
they feed on my love to you
for that is one way
someone can truly nourish words,
when one speaks of a loved one...
So feed them I shall
until they grow ancient ,
and their bones break
by a gentle touch
from the dew drops,
of a young flower
swaying in your hand...
I will use these words;
make them cry and bleed
until you tell me
to cease from irrigating,
foolish dreams
and fractured words...
Words bound to perish,
unless... unless...
We take a chance,
roll the dice,
and carve them
in our weary hearts,
For our eyes to see...
Shall we?
MT-14-2-2015
A/N: Thoughts? Please tell me if the poem didn't flow smoothly... I would definitely edit it :) Critisism is welcome... I simply wish I could give him the poems I have written, but that won't happen... Because I think it's one sided... and I don't won't to jeopardize my friendship with him just yet...(Like I did with someone else... wow I need to get out more :p)
Oh and Happy Valentine's Day to all *Hugs and kisses all of you beautiful people*
