simplysamwise

hush hush, girl, he might hear. we are silent lovers hiding under covers, but, oh! what passion is concealed in your halting breaths? what whispered secrets hide between your white knuckles or those long fingers that curl on my back? every touch lingers. we are tangled and twisted in love; oh, let it last all night. i know that there is no taste sweeter than a pleasure forbidden. i have found my heaven in the secrets we have hidden. in the dusk of summer, i will draw a map on the arches of your back so i can always find my way back home. hush hush, my love, for he will awaken soon. dress silently in the regret that all good things must com...

i am a summary of pain; i am nothing more than bruised bones and tender tendons. give me morphine, give me novacaine; give me anything except that sad smile that took your goodbye by the hand and led you away where i couldn't reach you. you left, you left me here empty and alone and i still remember the warmth that was your hand in mine. God, how you broke me.i am hollow: inspiration at its worst. i am full of trembling words and tender pains that squint into the light of examining angry midnight bruises. i am empty, yearning and angry, as i wait for your sea to fill me up.i am a medical emergency, stretched and thin. my seams pull apart w...

she's in a million different pieces that never even fit together. she's got purple bruises under her jigsaw eyes from sleepless nights, waiting for him to remember her. her lips are bitter and sweet and untouched, and they've forgotten how to smile. she's a shooting star, drifting lonely across the light.she doesn't want to remember, but her heart's a broken record. she can't forget that she's the one who tore herself to pieces. she knows that she's the one who kept herself awake. she's well aware that it's her own mind that echoes her hurt back to her. she's a shooting star, drifting lovely across the night.she's lost her voice, lost the ...

this is a love letter to leaving. paper hearts that were meant to bleed, but could never produce a speck of red. toothpick fingers and painted features that shatter at the most fragile touch. lifeless and loveless china dolls, lost causes and lost hopes. desperate and dreaming, sighing eyes and-- and it isn't pretty anymore,and i'm tired of your silences. i'm tired of loving an idol, i'm tired of feeling like nothing. i'm tired of being anonymous. i'm tired of trying so hard, and i'm tired of you. so goodbye.

[01]they say there's still some life left when your time comes and goes, but she can't make herself hope for better things. so she sits, cold and alone, watching. the cars streak by like electric impulses, passing condolences, hopes and fancies. outside of her train window, the rain smears and mascara smudges down her cheeks, and she's staring at a blur of lights and colors, practicing loneliness. her breath fogs the window, blurs the neon and hangover halogen-- but this city's never looked so alive. [she's never felt so --][02]she says goodbye for the last time. she doesn't know where she's going, she doesn't know why she's here, but she ...

The falling leaves look like drifting snow, and as I look into the winter without you, I wonder how you're doing, I wonder what you're doing without me. The morning sun is slanting through the trees, and I wonder which particular beam is illuminating you, as you sleep, curled like one of Spring's unfurling leaves on your bed.The days are like falling leaves, bitter and brittle, and so I am— ready to crumble at the first strike. The hours drift by like falling leaves, like the leaves you brushed from your hair. You left me lying on the ground, cold and alone, as empty as the hand that held yours, moments before. You left me lying there for ...

viii. You, i want things to be different. because i still remember, on cold and lonely nights, the way you opened yourself up. the way you let me in, the way you cared. [ or so i thought. ]i want to be angry. i want to hate you. but more importantly, i want you to know how much this hurts, looking back at the wasted years and hopeless tears, looking back at how much of me you wasted, how you ruined the better years of my youth. [ but you'll never know. ]i want to forget. i want to forget any good times there were. you don't know how much it hurts, waking up shaking and sick in the middle of the night after nightmares, after twisted hopes t...

3:36 AM i forgot to mention: i'm looking for you. and did i forget to mention that you're impossible to find?i know that you say you're above technicalities, but that's not what i think. so i say, 'let's find each other, and we'll break a few clichés.'we'll fall between the cracks, so honey, don't mind the bruises. 'cause they're just reminders of how much we love each other.['cause if you li[v]e for love, maybe i[t]'ll die for you.]3:41 AM i miss the dandelion wishes and waiting for the flowers bloom in fields of "maybe" and "what if" so i can pick you a flower for your hair. 'cause you'd look pretty with a 'maybe i love you' behind your ...

she tells me i'm crazy, but i can't help myself, there's something addictive in each word, each thought, each wish [and i swore i'd never feel lust but i'm a master of lying to myself]every word you write stays with me, but i'm waiting for the right moment [i'm in the right place, but the wrong time]you'll never know the monster in my chest, the jealousy [is it pathetic to hate someone i don't even know?]you don't know the panic i feel when i think that you might not be there someday. [it's the right time, but the wrong place]did you know that i need you like i need the stars and sky, like the sun and moon? [you are the only star i need]yo...

you wind around me, entwined, trailing your fingertips down my back, igniting fires, i'm burning from the touch.                      ( set me on fire, ) [i'm burning for you]you're so many  beautiful clichés. you are robed in the shining stars, and your face is as radiant as the moon.                      ( i'll be your star. ) [i'm shining for you]you are birdsong, you are as free as the sky, as captive as imagination, you have captivated me.                                             ( take wing and fly with me, ) [i'm singing for you]you are the reason the sun shines. you are why people smile, you are hope, you are warmth in winter.  ...