An extremely personal poem, an outlet of love and the beauty of it... |
I met a boy, who's head seemed so broken I tired my best, but my words were left unspoken My heart is now gone, for it is stolen In his chest, I'm now awoken I try so hard not to see the possibilities But there's just too much similarities If I show affection My heart will consider it deception So I'll just sit here, in my isolation Afraid whether or not to mention Coz I know it'll cause tension Wish I could go to another dimension Or maybe perhaps to redemption But my heads got me thinking about assassinations Surprised he saw through my façade The fake me, that I've made Which took so long to barricade Surprised he cared, about my pain Never thought I'd see the day, I'd become sane How I wish we could dance together, in the rain Wondering if these emotions are for an unknown personal gain Although the boy I met won't admit, but he's nice and kind If only he'd let me inside his mind I'm sure I'll get the answers, I seek so hard to find Or maybe it's just me, being blind I'm sure all my thoughts will soon diminish But there's certain feelings, I can distinguish And there's fire brewing inside my heart, that I can't extinguish If only he knew That some of the stuff I say, is true But somehow he's always there when I'm down and blue Ready to start something new Always making me laugh, as if on cue He intrigues me He inspires me To be better than I can be The goodness of his influence So welcomed and fine He tempts me, to make him mine His beauty shines through, inside and out What I feel for him, continues to mount He is my fascination And the realization That stirs all kinds of sensations He is better than my imagination And I want to show him my appreciation He now holds the key To my heart From the very start I don't know how to move apart Have I mentioned He always has my attention With his vibrant style That always makes me smile I am so interested And too much invested In this thing That's more than a fling I can't wait to see Where it leads, this wonderful ride That's just him and me Going back and forth Like the beautiful Sea tide Falling in love with him Wasn’t part of my plan But I have no regrets I wonder if I can call him my man He's strong and tough Sometimes a little rough But his tenderness with me Is more than enough So to express my love In a different way This is my love, to confess The only way For him to hear, what he wants me to say... |