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Tyler
If words couldn't express how I feel
Then maybe staying silent would be easier
But my heart pumps lyrics to a song
That might not make it on the radio
And if it does, then what am I to do
Caress my restless ego to sleep, when every thought in my mind circulates back to you
My saddened moment is brightened up with words that curve my lips
Boy you know every way from Sunday how to get a smile on my face
It comes naturally, just like the first time I took a breath
But you are a different kind of experience
You're like the fresh winter air; You smell so crisp and clean
You give me goosebumps every time I get to be in your naked embrace
We were talking once about how we would fuck in your back yard
To me it sounded sexy and I would be pleased to share that experience with you
You are my everything
You are my other half of life, as you said to me not so long ago
You say you love me more, and every time I disagree
You say you turned down those four girls that had came onto you
But still I feel creeping tears that run free
One day you will get to hear the laugh you love
Another we will be hand-in-hand walking down a road to nowhere
You said that we have the chemistry to last together, so we could get tattoos that spell cunt when they are put together
That exited me, while at the same time sounded painful
I'll do anything for you
Just as I'll stay your half-life forever
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