The perfect male- a true story
(and a personal favorite)The moment I saw him I fell in love
I knew we could make eachother the happiest creatures alive
And I yearned to hold him in my arms
and run my fingers through his blonde hair
god he was cute.
And he looked at me
and I was lost
for his eyes were a piercing blue
and there was magic in those eyes
magic
I knew that he possessed magic.
And he looked at me with hopeful eyes
'could you be the one to understand
the nature of my needs?'
And I whispered 'yes' to him as he pressed his body towards me.
And then he was mine
And I ran my hands over his silky form
as he pressed himself onto me and into my soul.
And he kissed me and I thought I would cry
because I knew it was too much to ask
I knew the price was too high to pay
And I knew I would have to leave.
Did he know? When he looked at me so piercingly.
He kept coming back when I pushed him away.
Hungry for my love yearning for my affection
aching for my touch.
And I for him.
For I closed my eyes and imagined the rest of my life with him.
I could see the way he would remain faithful.
I could feel the power of my devotion.
For in a world full of beings
in that room there was only us.
But I pressed him away and I said goodbye
and my whole body ached
because he would not be in my bed tonight
and it just wasn't right.
because I've waited my whole life for the one perfect male
And Though I found him I was powerless to accept.
pictures over my bed of the forms I once knew, distorted in my memory
The monsters in me
So tired now in the dead of the nightMy heart aches with pain
My mind feels sick
This incompatibility of me
Yes then no then yes then no
Draw to the inevitable maybe
Sickening placebo to shut me up
Perfect life, but my soul
Racks with imperfection
Procrastination, self doubt
Laziness, stupidity
The devils of my life
Or in quiet daylight
Such incomprehensible
Human frailty
The Noble Search
I seek the face in the mirrorThe one that will become
more like me
Than my own reflection
I seek the impossible
The reality which does not exist
But someday will
To have one other
A reflection of me
And yet
Curiously Opposite
There is something
to be said about a sweet little girl..
.
True Love
Once there was a man. he was soft and gentle.
he was rough and masculine.
he stole my heart.
and pledged to love me forever.
but forever is a long time.
or else,
It's a short time.
so loving someone forever
is not a big deal.
I wish to find someone.
a man who would not love me forever.
a man who would love me
until the last beat of his heart.
until the last breath he would breath.
he would love me eternally.
and in that eternity
he would find more happiness
than he could ever imagine.
With my fingertips
I trace your form.
And my head throbs
For lack of you.
I look at your image.
Clutch my pillow to my chest.
Why is it so easy to be in love with you?
Stop smiling at me.
You're too beautiful.
It hurts.
