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Nathaniel Munson Jan 2013
Hey baby, you’re doing great,

Just take it one step at a time

               and let your body sway.

No need to worry about tomorrow

Let’s just live life today,

               I promise it’ll all be okay.

Let’s Love the Life We Live

    and Learn How to Soar Above Our World.
Nathaniel Munson Jan 2013
Love,

I           got             this                feelin’

    deep         down          within               Me.

I just want to love you;

        to be there everyday to hold you in my arms.

I want to wake you up with a kiss.

I want to stare into your eyes before you go to sleep.

I want your smile to consume my mind’s eye.

               Though this body is tired,

                       I find strength in your joy

and courage in your faith.

I just want to love you, Baby.

             You’re everything I want.

                             You’re the only thing I need.
Nathaniel Munson Jan 2013
The sheets are in a twisted mess

      and the pillows indented where your head was,

     but I’m alone here in this bed.

Your scent clings to the fabric,

             and I can still see your smile drifting above me,

                           as if you were still in this bed with me.

I see all of this and it’s got me missing you more than ever.

The warmth your body provided me

                          beneath these sheets,

          no longer radiates here

and I have to curl up even tighter to keep warm.

                 You left one of your shirts on the floor

             and this further solidifies in my mind

that you’re not here with me now.

I feel all of this and it’s got me missing you more than ever.

I close my eyes and try to hide in the security of this comforter.

I drift off to sleep; dreaming only of your face.

         Then when I wake,

      I slowly open my eyes,

                         and there you are above me,

                         quietly smiling down at me.

I am suddenly filled with an overwhelming joy and smile back,

       and you lean down and press your lips to mine,

letting me know I was never alone.

I touch your lips and it’s got me loving you more than ever.
Nathaniel Munson Jan 2013
I wish I was still read; ink bleeding through the pages

its colour

                                                                                      blood red.

I am no longer relevant,

my thoughts weeping out meaningless words;

                           the forgotten vapors of my very soul

       evaporating out there in the world

                                                                                       alone.

I was once a writer

                                STRONG and Bold

but now I just attempt…

                                                                       Merely Attempt

to type out the words I once knew very well.

        The pillars supporting my entire existence.

I miss my words.

I miss my passion.

          I’ve given away a gift for a life others want me to live.

I used to be a writer a long time ago.

I wish to return my soul to its kingdom.

I wish to give my heart the blood it created.
Nathaniel Munson Jan 2013
Crushed is my soul; the world is collapsing.

Forgotten is my song; my muse has died.

Lost is my passion; my pen has no ink.

Longing is my heart; I need something good.

                      I need something to fill me with healing love.

Yet, I’m drifting away from happiness.

I am stuck in the mud and left wanting.

        However, I know not what it is I want.

So, now I search the horizon for strength.

A boulder to lay my foundation on.
Nathaniel Munson Jan 2013
It rains on the best of us,

So let your blossoms flourish,

In the midst of a torrential downpour,

Especially when your world seems to become an instant disaster,

Full of mud and strife.

Tomorrow,

That big ol’ Texas sun will shine on you again,

And you’ll run through fields of wildflowers—

                  a sight that you and I both know can out-do any old ocean view.

Give it a chance little Cowboy,

And I promise you’ll smile again,

As you ride off into the sunset you were destined to see.
Nathaniel Munson Jan 2013
Take me down to the bank,

Where the Guadelupe flows calmly through the red dirt

         that I love so dearly.

The trees cast their shadows on the river’s surface,

                 and I pretend to explore the Nile

                 as the waters carry me from West to East.

When I crawl out onto the bank,

                               and stare up at the clouds floating on high,

                               I think of how lucky I am to live under this brave Lone Star.

Texas is a land I love more than I can express with words.

It’s my home,

   my first kiss,

        my first fight,

              where I learned to play catch,

                   and how I caught my first fish.

It’s my fairy tale,

        my childhood dreams,

                   where I learned that you have to work for what you want,

                                 to say “Yes Sir,” and “Yes Ma’am,”

                                                  And to love God with all my heart.

Nothing beats a Texas girl,

     and mine is the fairest of them all,

            in this land where our kids will grow up,

                  and our family will dig its roots deep.

                        Though life will run its course,

                              I know this land is where I plan to love her ‘til we rest in peace.

I may grow old

        and stop wearing my boots

                   when I feel my time coming to a close

Yet,

When it’s all said and done,

I’ll remember a life lived to its fullest

and that my first Love was Texas;

                                                       a special place I wish to never leave.
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