Jul 9, 2005

baby balls and baby guts

down comforters created white billowy clouds that fell on my face and tickled like the sick remains of snowflakes...

i love watching him undress me with his green blazing eyes...wondering if he likes what he thinks he sees...

he held me the whole night...i finally felt warmth again...and even though i knew what he wanted, i was content in knowing, as things were coming to a close, i got exactly what i needed...

we talked for hours about everything and it's infinite nothingness...i'd surrender sleep to feel his erratic breathing on my neck...

to feel someone's pain now resigned is like finally belonging in between...

and as he dressed for the day to come, i never wanted to leave the monstrous bed in which i rested...for why do people leave, when they know where they belong?

for the first time in my life, i was living moment to moment...

he leaned down and kissed my cheek, then my forehead, and asked for nothing in return...

Jul 1, 2005

worst poem ever.

find yourself a woman, man...

cause i'm just a little girl...

my mind isn't fully developed yet...

and you know only a woman could make your toes curl...

inexperienced, immature, and rude...

you say "hello, miss"

i say "what's up, dude?"

i'm trapped in the body of a twelve year old...

one with a really big ass...

i'm too spunky, too sporadic, too crazy...

and sir, i'm not very much on class...

in my case, ignorance is bliss...

and no, i'm still not up to par...

when it comes to a kiss...

i wasn't done playing with dolls...

or making necklaces from macaroni...

you think i'm the "woman" of your dreams...

when in fact...

i'm just a phony...