Posted in Different Poets, Mask Off, Poetry

What I want

Strong arms

Soft lips

you hold me tight

Love it when I dance with you

I’m not the best dancer

But your the best lover

I couldn’t imagine life without you

Is that what you wanted me to say?

Sorry I’m not prefect

Your no shiny prize either

I deserve someone better

I deserve the love of another

This isn’t love

Its something less deeper

Not love

Not hate

Just not what I want

Better off as friends

Before we rip this thing called

Friendship

Apart

Posted in Mask Off

Thinking/writing out loud

Warm weather and palm trees. The breeze blowing through my hair. And you holding my hand, makes my heart swell with emotions.

Your dark and curly hair and sweet brown eyes make me melt every time. I love it when you dance with me and you know your the better dancer.

And all I hope is for you to see you the way I see you.

He says “Te quiero mi amor.”

Your laugh; the way you laugh is the most handsome laugh.

I say ” te quiero mucho”. For the first time in my life, I know this man means he loves me. But is it meant to be..

Posted in Mask Off

Friendship

Strong arms

Soft lips

you hold me tight

Love it when I dance with you

I’m not the best dancer

But your the best lover

And I couldn’t imagine life without you

Is that what you wanted me to say?

Sorry I’m not prefect

And your no shiny prize either

I deserve someone better

I deserve the love of another

Because this isn’t love

Its something less deeper

Not love

Not hate

Just not what I want

Better off as friends

Before we rip this thing called

Friendship

Apart

Posted in Different Poets, Poetry

Violins 

Don’t know how to keep me in tune

 Don’t know how to treat my sweet medleys
Seem to always play second fiddle

in a orchestra filled

with beautiful violins

 

I want to be a violin

But we don’t get what we want
I can become first fiddle

I need to find the right orchestra
With time someone

will hear my notes for what they are
Which is more than meets the eye

Posted in Different Poets, Poetry

Don’t fall for it. 

His blue eyes. The kindest eyes.

Muscles like no other and hauntingly, annoyingly beautiful.

A smile like no other and he makes my heart flutter.

I know your out of my league, I’m not a fool.

Yet so sweet and so many thorns,

I can see coming my way.

Just a crush. Nothing more.

A part of me thinks things like this happen for a reason.

The other parts tell me don’t be a fool.

Just stay friends play it cool.
But he’s stealing my piece of mind

And I have had enough.

Don’t fall for it I say.

Dangerous crush and yet hear I am writing this

So hush
Don’t be nervous. Wear that crown.

If he knows what good for him,

He’ll bow down.
It will be a tug of war since he’s already on my case.

So we’ll see what happens

In The Lord’s hands this takes place.
– Lana