i'm not better than these games

i'm not better than these games i have been found guilty i have no kiss to offer no greater self to share than what i give now this is my inner self fully here to read listen as i speak don't judge you're here

it's that reserved nature

it's that reserved nature- controlled and calibrating is it that he knows he doesn't need anyone? he traveled across the land for a purpose his purpose lies unknown, but he feels it pulling at him keeping him from wild loose lost in adolescence ready to scream party exert himself physically musically he combines himself into what one would say a man sure he has a place and right

this situation

I haven't had time to assess this situation. my head swirls with thoughts of people and places while I am caught up in a tempest of fresh faces...and unknown facets of life- guys constantly looking for lust boys finding drunken ramblings better for them to forget that they can be caught MIP: my insecure person cannot bear to bare itself to anyone else

you're not a poet if you can't say it

you're not a poet if you can't say it "say it?" "yeah" "what" "poet" do it do it with words bristling the tip of ya tongue with hearts blazing from thoughts yet formed do it for yourself to let the world see you do it for the world to let the people hear you "see you" "hear you" listen

you pushed me to poetry what does that mean? that I'm crazy and you're mean that guitars have strings and pianos need hammers what happens when we go digital and hammers can't play broken strings?

hands shadowed breach soft lights hearts shallow beat long nights tears dropping scream decibels silent insurance not answerable

I'm purple but I'm red I'm yellow cuz I'm scared I need green for healing I lack white assured hope I see black displayed hurt i dream fantasies i'm real

i can't do this i have to do this i love you but not like that well, sometimes i just want to be glad i made it i want to have made it made it with you we're separated i'm glad i made it seperated 11:11 means i wish for love nerves prove life needs more than bohemia

jump into water into life without clothes on into sight lets be wild lets be young lets be free while time is ours one summer night we spend together these hearts don't care we leave forever

practice writing

here is a bit of practice writing i don't feel like editing or formatting. i'm giving it to you exactly the way it came out on paper just write. for lets say 15 minutes I will just write. the night was magic. so calm and dull but unbelievably wild. this air we breathe is blessed for you and me. the reds and purples mixed in with yellows and for a moment nothing else mattered. except for the shooting star we sat and watched. when i wished for love you looked enthralled by pinpricks of light billions of years off. in their reflection i grasper you eyes. except for the kiss we shared under that shooting star. it was short- a burst of love. it was just what i wished for and then i got more. i got a sunrise over the lake house where we first made love. i got a child with your hazel eyes. one day he'll look into a lover's eyes and see the stars in the sky. we are young but the day is new. one day i might spend a day with you. with you as a lake under the sky's beating rays. my skin sticky with sweat i suggest a swim. we don't mind the time we strip and jump. the water is cool unlike your touch. right now we're innocent listening to the birds cheerfully chirp. will our love change when we know more than just youth? will we still watch clouds under pale blue dkies? will we still lock eyes and know each others love?