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Jodey Ross Sep 2014
The suspense is killing me,
making me itch!

Thinking of what it could be,
I think I'm going mad!

Just one little word,
that's all I need!

Just one little word!

Give me a hint,
I need it *please!
My girlfriend has a surprise for me this weekend and won't give me a hint and I don't go to school with anyone that she told what it was and it is killing me!
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
I think of you and smile.

I never want to look away.

Your light will shine for miles.

I hope you really want to stay.
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
Every                  time                   I think
about you              I get               this funny
feeling in  the           pit           of my tummy.
It is not a bad feeling, no. It feel is like
tiny flutters of butterfly wings are
grazing against the inside of my
belly, causing me to blush and turn
hot from the bright red on my cheeks.
You amaze           me to        no end, love
Every time it          happens              it reminds
me of how                    much                    I love you.

Giving me butterflies.
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
Drip.
Drip. Drip.
I miss the feeling
of the blood dripping
off of my skin. The red color
of the delicious blood. I miss it so
much. It makes me want to do it again.
Thinking about it like this, I remember all the
lonely nights I lay on my tile bathroom floor.
Listening to the drip, drip, drip. Wanting to
finally feel again... Not wanting to be alone
anymore. Wishing someone would come
ask me if I'm okay. Show that they
actually do care for me...
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
You are worth galaxies,
the stars,
the sun.

You are worth laughter,
happiness,
and fun.

I wish you
could just see.

Just see,
how much you
mean to me.

Then you'll understand,
what I mean
when I say,

You are worth galaxies,
the stars,
the Sun.

You are worth laughter,
happiness,
and fun.
  Sep 2014 Jodey Ross
Marissa Kohlman
Your expert fingers gently
    strum and pluck at my strings                
Making every inch of me sing.

My body thrums
    With each staccato beat
And goosebumps ***** my skin as we race towards the crescendo.

The music peaks
    And beautifully tuned notes entwine
In heart-stopping harmony.

Your bass blends
    With my soprano
In a perfect balance of tone and pitch.

In the stillness that follows
    The music fades
Into a duet of breathy sighs.

And then we :||
Let's make beautiful music together.
Poem 4 in my "7 Poems in 7 Days" self-challenge.  Bonus challenge: All titles must be school subjects.  Feel free to join me!
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
This always happens...
She gets away with everything and I with nothing.
I don't understand?
She could stab a man five times and not get in trouble,
but if I were to do that it would be a death wish?
How is she any different than me?
My sister gets on my nerves sometimes...
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