I must say I’ve decided to keep my personal beetle juice after all he is the Ghost with the most, plus he can do cool tricks~ just Sayin~
I must say I’ve decided to keep my personal beetle juice after all he is the Ghost with the most, plus he can do cool tricks~ just Sayin~
You Tangle my emotions
Tied them in a knot
Walked out my life leaving my heart to rot
As you slammed the door
I dropped to the floor
Getting stuck in the creases
Edges tathered torn
Grabbing for paper to write a letter….
But I am a typo
On written pages of life
With a message to convey
Not without perplexing one’s views
Part of the glitch
Some call me a bitch
Others a whore
Some say they need nothing more
I complete them
Impossible you see
If I can’t complete you
How the hell do I complete me
Tangled tied ripped upart, yet I’m still alive
Often I wonder is it chaos and tragedy on which I thrive
it’s all I know it’s how I survive go figure
Will not be denied
Ignored, nor exploited~
Represent with respect
Keep your intentions in check~
Takng caution as not walk the same path~ I expect this time love Will last~
Quiet the mind~
Hoping to find~
Someone kind~
Refuge is obscure but can be found
both up above as well as the ground~
Learning to be quiet is to not make a sound~
To hide away~
Never be found~
You unravel me, trying to coerce my heart, Beckoning me to play the part
Your style and finesse is likened unto art~
But you need to be informed that I can not be bought~Traded or bartered, I’m your plant that needs to be watered.~
I will not sell out, nor walk in fear
The fruition of what is us is now drawing near~
An eclipse of circumstance
Longing closure Kismets dance~
This dance is not quick, oh no it Will stick, Around dancing and swaying to our cosmic sound.. Orbiting, Resonating
More than chance to finally dance
Indeed it’s time to dance my love
To dance~
So no more hiding away come out of dark corners and with me stay~
I’m finding it hard to live each day
I’ve walked hell and high water wouldn’t you say?
Silently pray~
For you~
For us~
For them~
Indeed we must share
longing and separation
Causes despair~
Nonetheless together we’re an unbeatable pair~
Demi Gods among mortals
Desiring our skill~ only time Will tell Wouldn’t you say, or is it merely skill that Will flow with love never wanting to kill~
They long for a moment to Experience our thrill~
Always more than by chance to meet Yet again to fulfill Kismets Dance~
Let’s Dance
I’ll put on my red shoes as Bowie would say~
You put on your suit and tie
Then dance this dance until we both die…
Still never saying goodbye. Eternally~
Not for reproduction~
She awakes in early hours the lady oh so fair. She thinks of him first, pain despair. Dismiss, thoughts in a world that is bought sold, recycled, old.
Dreams of fruition kill human intuition when not manifested., as she lay upon the bed to think, in a place where I wake among the others smiles fake so passé out of date. Ethereal beings in plain sight, phantoms visit her at night. In a desolate existence upon the stars she did climb. Lady love did not find. She had in her hand something too good in her too good for this world, they’ll never understand.
Jumping from the star never to land. Holding two hearts. The third had to stay. It haunted lady love’s dreams her thoughts and won’t go away.
My shoes carry me through the world
I see you lost grasping for air sucking up my space
You feed upon yourself remaining transfixed upon the life spent feeding the masses dreams denying yourself all the while in the spotlight and you should walk in my shoes
The road ahead it’s a curve with a caution light flashing My shoes are worn but…………….
There is rest area ahead but I’m not tired
These shoes allow me to get to my destination, these shoes know the way, there on my feet and that’s where they’ll stay
I’m the lioness pacing fiercely beyond your shallow walls, and one sided dreams
Razor sharp precision is scarce compared to the cutting claws that scrape away all your defenses
As evil as bat in a dark cave when cornered, the demon that lives tucked in the back of your mind
The cold breeze that sends chills up your spine
The leopard on high alert in a dare like stance protecting her cubs
The stillness you’ve yet to experience, the turmoil that you long to touch
The angelic comfort sought in times of trouble, yielding strength that you are deprived of
The voice that will never stop speaking, the one whose words will live on long after I’m gone
The torn soul pieces strewn about. With the ability to sustain peace within any storm
The threads, the shriveled up shredded threads that somehow work, and hold the fabrics of my life
I rise like a phoenix and…….
Gracefully Will I pass you by, peacefully I’ll look into your eye and you will then know you’ve stood in my shoes~
I’ll always be wanting the unrequited love~
I’ll always be the piece that don’t fit~
I’ll always be looking for that character defect to see, if it exist in you then it also exist in me~
I’ll always hurry with no place to rest~
I’ll always be able to run with the best~
I’ll always be watching, looking. But I will not settle.
Perhaps my soul is turning into metal. Heart made of steal, maybe baby I’m to damn real.
I’ll always will believe there is a God~
I’ll always have illness of the mind this makes it hard to find my kind~
I’ll always fall into dick sand if I’m not watchful of intent. Where the hell this one went~
I’ll always try to discipline my self in ways many won’t understand~
I’ll remain celibate and untouched even by me till I find that man~
I’ll buy a beach shack if he never shows up, pour my coffee in my cup work on my Novels and be married to Neptune king of the sea, on the shoreline walking that’s where I’ll always be~