The smell that pulls me in,
And holds me closer,
To that familiar place,
And comfort.

Is it his scent that pulls me in,
Or his arms that holds me closer,
To that familiar scent,
And pheromones.

The smell that pulls me in for more,
And holds me closer to him,
To that familiar feeling,
And sensation.

Is it his scent that pulls me in for more,
Or my desire to be held closer,
To long for that familiar happiness,
And pleasure.

He doesn't know what to say
And usually he find something quick and witty
When he's  with her he can feel the clouds disappear
And it makes him wanna smile
But then smacked by reality that its a dream
A part of mind that puts him at rest for once
A restless soul he is but don't say
Night he must stay in
Otherwise he'll be cut down from his roots
He knows its not fair and that  it's  life
How people take what they can
And run with what's closest
Every night he goes to sleep hoping he took to much mental NyQuil
Finally be at rest
A mind state that he can say he appreciates
But he's the night
A humble warrior who suffers with quiet scars
A tear roles down his face
I wake up
To find out it was me

Sweetheart!

He is my sweetheart,
Stepped from a lasting dream,
Endured many months of witchery,
Shared between him and me,

No witchery really,
Just hugs,
Laced with loving feelings,
And very tender touch,
Poetry together,
That is just so cool,
Two very different styles,
That blend so well as one.


Your kisses hit with music taste,
As we're stumbling round the floor,
You with perfect rhythm,
Me with none at all,
You roll up laughing at my ridiculous attempts,
Guess what honey,
I suffer no offence,
For I know my sense of rhythm never dared exist,

Until the joy of knowing you,
Don't know what I've missed,
With you I never realised,
How much of me you've kissed!

By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)

They tell me your a lie
They tell me your not as sweet as I know you are
They tell they're friends they love you
They tell me they hate you
They say your ugly
They say you smell
To me....
But I see nothing but greatness
Why do they want to steal you?
Why do they want to put you down?
I see you smiling
But I know deep inside your upset
You kiss with force
But no one see's this
They think I'm stupid that I'm wasting my time
Our fingers innertwine
As we joke about eachother
They say its not true
That your just using me
For what?
Kisses?
Amusement?
Extra baggage?
I'm not sure what to listen to
So I decide to listen to you
Though I hear whispers as I walk down the hall
I ignore them
And I think of your voice softly whispering in my ear
"Don't leave me Erin, your mine okay?"
I'm your's? I grasp tightly to those words
Though I know talk is cheap
Your sweet  expression is art
Worth millions
"I won't leave"
I whisper.

I heard a siren's call just once
How enchanted it did keep me
I followed the song and there she was
Waiting.... waiting for me.

With passion filled eyes
I ran towards the lies
That twisted my heart inside
She called out my name
Like it were a game
Keeping my mind trapped in time.

I heard a siren's call just once
Because the spell was broken, you see
A web of lies and enchanting cries
Not never enough to keep me

She'll wait for you
Like she waited for me
Laying in the dark
You cannot cry
Or you will die
Thanks to the siren's call.