Monday, February 8, 2010
2007 - Baby you're the right kind of wrong
I think everyone has that little thing about bad boys that we secretly think is kinda hot. You know it's going to be bad for you, like pizza dipped in ranch, but sometimes it's just soo good. It's always fun to have a crush, I think even more so when you know you shouldn't. Nice boys are of course always nice, but something with an edge is so much more exciting. I always think, oh well he's not my type anyways, but really all the guys who are "my type" never really work. So why not go for the bad boys, you know you might get hurt, but that is what makes it fun. I think being wrong sometimes just feels right, it's unexpected and therefor thrilling. I know I've gone on about after being hurt you don't want to take that risk again, but sometimes you just need a distraction.
So in 2007 I think I faced a little bit of the bad boy syndrome, but by this point I was semi-adult, and some of the poems from here on out aren't just about love, they may be a little racy, viewer discresion is advised. :P
After that phase there was someone else. One summer I had this amazing fling. Like Nicolas Sparks perfect summer romance sort of thing. And somehow years later we ended up getting a hold of each other. I don't know if it was ever love, at the time I thought so. But it was one of those things were no one hurt the other person, and although there was the distance we never stopped caring. It's like we were apart without ever really ending. When we started talking again I was smitten. Of course the whole e-mail after e-mail might have just been fun for me because You've got Mail just happens to be one of my favorite movies, but whatever it was he was amazing. He's one of the good ones that help you remember that there is decent guys out there. So here is to 2007, the good boys, bad boys and everyone in between.
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It’s no Secret
It is not secret that I want you
The secret is how much
How much I want your body
And how much I need your touch
Can you feel the heat
From the fire within
My desire runs wild
And it makes me want to sin
It is not secret that I crave you
I crave for our bodies to be deeply intertwined
Wild curls everywhere
And your hand in mine
I want to make your blood run hot
And for your heart to race against mine
And to the highest peak
Together we will climb
It is not secret that I want you
And this is not something mild
Take my hand and follow me
Let me drive you wild
Let me send you into a frenzy
Let me make your head twirl
Let me shake your soul
I can rock your world
Let me share my secret with you
Free my wild desire
Give me your body and your touch
Until we both tire
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Own Best Friend
You never think it will be this hard
You did not think you cared
You never really expected this pain
You never were aware
But this pain is just a reminder
That you will not feel this again
Love yourself and your pain
Be your own best friend
Leave the memories of him behind
He is not the you need this time
Time will tell what is in store for you
Until then just be true
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Dearest Secret Lover
My dearest secret lover
I love you like no other
I suppose I always have
I just never realized I loved you mad
My heart always ends up in your hands
While you land in my dreams
I desperately need to see you again
I will exercise all means
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I Fly
I used to feel so heavy
Tired and dragged down deep
But now I feel so weightless
So weightless and so free
Diving into waters
Foreign and unknown
I let to current take me
My soul goes with the flow
This life I’m living feels so profound
There are new beginnings all around
Wildflowers blossom so freely and sweet
The intoxicating smell washes over me
Drunk with new beginnings
I blush as I kiss the sky
My wings outstretched to embrace this wild ride
For this time I do not fall, I fly
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MJH
You are a million miles away
And a couple years ago
But I can still feel the summer heat on my skin
The summer from when I realized I loved you
Sometimes I cannot remember the sound of your voice
Yet I cannot forget the words you said
And sometimes your voice comes through so strong
And I realize I miss you
I love the nights I dream of you in my arms
I hate the mornings when I wake up and I am alone
I love how the thought of you makes me smile
I hate at the same time it can make me cry
I wish I was an angel or a bird
I would fly to you
Sure distance can make the heart grow fonder
But time does not heal all wounds
Watching you leave was the biggest upset of my girlhood
But I assumed I would move on
But now I am a woman
And I have never cared so much for a man
You may be a million miles away
But I promise
You will always be close to my heart
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The Hopeless Romantic x0x
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