CherishI can still taste you in my mouth even though it's been a week.Cherish4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I can still picture you walking towards the bed wearing only the skimpiest of underwear.
I can still feel you against my skin as if we are still laying in the bath together.
I can still picture the colour of your eyes as you stared at me from across the couches.
I love that you bit my neck so hard it took a week and a million excuses to go away.
I love that you let me yank on your jeans and underwear in the supermarket to get a glimpse.
I love that you bring out my naughty side.
I love that you want to look after my hair and cherish the lock of it you took.
ReallyI could never and would never think about buying a brand new guitar, give me one with a story everyday.Really4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I've never purchased a pen yet I write everyday on screwed up and wrinkled paper.
I can't decide on where to get a tattoo and every time I do I change my mind in about a week and thank god I'm not too impulsive with these things.
I think that San Francisco sounds like a wonderful place to spend a year or so of my life, and Las Vegas sounds like a great place to spend one night of my life.
I've got too many fears to list, but the main two are ending up alone and no-one liking what I produce anymore.
I always want to be somewhat more famous than I am but not enough that it changes my life.
I don't know where my spiritual home is but I know it's not here, but I also am not sure if I believe in the concept.
I usually watch TV at night time because otherwise my mind doesn't get a chance to not be creative (even then though it's always still on) but it that a bad thing really?
A heart in the mirror fogI would draw you a heart in the mirror fog,A heart in the mirror fog4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It would quickly fade but re-appear every time you showered.
We'd toast marshmallows on the gas stove because as city people that's as close as we'd get to camping.
Or we'd sleep on your fire escape imaging what the stars would look like if the buildings weren't in the road and the 7/11 sigh would stop flashing.
Imaging what it would be like to do our own washing without $10 in $1 coins and a weird guy trying to see what colour underwear you wore.
We'd dream of days where we could have pens that didn't come from the local bank and didn't have chains around them still.
Where a fire would actually kick out heat and not have to be started every 25 minutes after the DVD stopped.
Where we would have known our neighbors, even had a gate in the back fence so we could share the pool they got for Christmas, or play practical jokes. But instead it's a guy named Steve, who smokes something that doesn't smell like what my dad use to smoke and has a on
WakeThere are few things more intimate than waking up to the feeling of soft fingers circling on your back.Wake4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
YouYou,You3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Are not what you do for a living.
Are what your passion is.
UnderwearI have every interest in seeing your underwear, and that tells me more than I need to know.Underwear4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
StoriesStories4 years ago in Other More Like This
I love the stories in between the stories,
The moments of quiet when you think nothing is happening at all,
That is when the most interesting things are going on.
easy fixI am so sad right now.easy fix4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I have suffered from depression off and on for years now without wanting to really admit it.
I have taken the knocks from broken love, betrayal, smashed friendships, all with the casual good natured smile I am known for.
I work along at work, having a joke, doing my thing.
Trying to photograph people that are clearly not inspiring.
Having them make excuses about why they can't come to work with me, not responding to my notes.
And it has all come to a head, tonight I can't sleep, I have organised some time off work in a couple of weeks because I feel like I am going to explode and take someone out with me.
I don't know what I need to make me happy again, maybe love, maybe someone to actually inspire me back into my art, a faster car, louder music, I don't know, but I fear outside things won't effect it because what the problem is is actually inside me, and that's never an easy fix.
19th Centuryi have some fairly fatal flaws,19th Century3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i try my best to give all of myself but still hold back.
i just want to kiss but rarely make the first move.
i want to be loved, wholly and souly for all that i am, including my insecurities.
i want to talk slower, and have what i say make sense in my head,
i want candles, i want hands on me, and notes.
i want to understand what makes me so i can impart that knowledge to you,
i want you to get inside so you can impart some knowledge back to me.
i want to feel comfortable somewhere, anywhere.
i want my fears to go away,
i want to open myself up to everything you have to offer, and i want you to offer it.
i want to be able to sleep through the night, sometimes in your bed, sometimes in your head.
i want to have the answers to my questions, and be able to give you the 19th century romance you want.
FootpathLove to me has always seemed like a footpath,Footpath4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes you are up against the shops, window shopping, enjoying the view.
Other times you are somewhere in the centre, bumping into people,
Some are going at the same speed and direction as you, and that's where connections happen,
Other times you might be attracted, but they are at a different place or pace, or stopping to get Starbucks and the Paper, or headed in the opposite direction, which is the worst.
Thinking about it this way I have made some really bad choices in the past few years,
Tried to change the direction of a couple of people and I slowed down for one and fastened up for another.
But as you could imagine, it didn't work out in the long run, that is why I'm happy window shopping waiting to be tempted out into the centre again to be knocked over by The One.