i wish for rain
to wash away
my insecurities
my immaturity and impurity

I am writing these poems
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.
So please excuse the handwriting
Which may not be too clear.
But this afternoon by the lion's cage
I'm afraid I got too near.
And I'm writing these lines
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.

i want to kiss you,

everywhere

i want to hold your face in my hands
and i want to feel you lying next to me when my body has given in to exhaustion.

i want to see you smile,
and i want to make you happy.

i want to know what made you,
and i want to know what makes you doubt yourself.

i want to know if you've ever let the voices in your head get to you.
and when you tell me no,
i want to know what they could have possibly said to make you lie to me.

i don't want you to keep yourself hidden.

i want all of you.

i want to know about your demons,
and i promise i won't leave you when you finally tell me about them.

i want to know about the ones who make your days grey,
and about that time you almost let them win.

i want to make you feel powerful
and i want to make you feel loved.

i want you to know that i think you're beautiful,
and that i think that scar above your right eyebrow makes you a work of art.

you are an unfinished painting.

and by the time God is done with you,
you will be beyond perfect.

and when He puts you in a gallery,
next to those who are known as angels,
you will know then,

that you are extraordinary.

yes i smoke

i smoke to put something in my hand

to replace the same place your hand used to rest

so maybe its a force of habit

yes i smoke

just to keep something warm near me

because most things are painfully cold lately.

Lying in the sand
Holding your hand
Burning while trying to tan
Just staring at your face
Yearning for a taste.

Beneath the moonlit sky
we try to say good bye
But I had to much fun,
It's so hard to be done
The thought of leaving your warm embrace causes me to shiver
In my car we sit, waiting out this winter
I have work in three hours and have been saying goodnight for even  more.
Its so hard to let you go
even though I know
in merely a few hours
more memories will be ours

You may be wacky
but you never dress tacky
Ever since I saw you in those roller skates
I knew where my soul gravitates
Your soft touch can vanquish the dark stuff
A smile so bright, I'll never need a light
Sometimes I am awestruck and stumble for words like a mute
Gosh, how are you so **** cute
Your face is a reflection of perfection
and with you I hope I am destined.

So many times I felt I had loved
I never really knew what it meant until I met you
Knowing everything about you
and everything that you do
Looking for any excuse to walk away from you
Yet being unable to

Mesmerized by your face
as much as your embrace
I have told you that I was afraid of you
I've never been so vulnerable
Yet all you've been is true
And I've held you so dear, my only fear
was making you dissapear

Without you I am Incomplete,
just like this poem