arrowheadstalker's blog: "My Shit"

Coward

 

Eyes that shine when all is dark
They light the fire inside my heart
An open flame that burns so bright
Blue-Green hue inside pure white

You catch my glance from across the room
You smell like a flower ripe in bloom
You walk by and make my heart pound
I start to talk, out comes not sound

I kick myself for being shy
I could not even spit out "hi"
I try to think of the right thing to say
I know it will happen but not today

I missed my chance but there is tomorrow
But tonight I'll have to deal with sorrow
The pain you feel right before you die
Feels a lot better after you cry

You don't know what you do to me
I close my eyes, you're all I see
Things are not always as they seem
But when I wake up it is no dream

Wish Of Love

 

Your promise of self
Your wish of love
All that I crave is
Inside your touch.

To feel your hand
Upon my flesh
Your lips touch mine
As our bodies mesh

Tousled hair strewn
Upon exposed clavicle
Bated breath partakes in
This moment so magical

I see the hunger
Inside of your eyes
The heat of passion
Fresh on our thighs

Explosions of bliss erupt
Elated waves so intense
Uncontrollable, shaking bodies
Utterly breathless in bed.

For Mandy

 

Ethereal in nature
Presence lingering
Long after she departs
Soul saving service
With gentle auburn eyes
And coke bottled
Coffee colored curls
Hanging just so
Below her rosy red
Cheekbones.
Dimples line her face
Pulling her mouth
Into an ever gracious smile
Stay with me for awhile
And regale me with stories
Filled with caustic wit
I soak it all up
To the very last bit
But, if this is the end
You will stay eternally
Ethereal in nature
To the ones
Who are lucky enough
To call you
Friend

For Danielle

 

Honey tresses cascading down
Toward most unworthy ground
Eyes shaded away, not seen
A light shade of emerald green
Thoughts held tight
Them diamonds lost
In luster longingly
Shone the way to shore.
All sailors beware
Do not stop to glare
At her hypnotizing stare
You may not make it
Home.

Chance Encounter

 

A chance encounter was all it was
She glanced in my direction
I was frozen in my tracks
Them big brown eyes
Like none I had ever seen before
So familiar, yet so foreign
So lost, yet so warm
I knew I had to touch her
To feel her skin
As soft and tender
As peaceful wind
Them eyes piercing me
To the depths of my soul
I have to look away
Or risk losing control
My mouth becomes dry
Is she staring at me?
My glance hits the floor
Ashamed that it lingered
I close my eyes and sigh
And turn on my heels
I ponder the thought of walking away
For a couple seconds; maybe a minute
When I was startled out of my degradation
A hand with a well manicured nail
Falls upon my shoulder
Stagnant, my feet become concrete
The aroma of orchids and lilies are fresh
Don’t turn around I keep telling myself
Then a mild, gentle whisper invaded my thoughts
Breaking up the torture of silence
“I don’t mean to be rude, but do I know you?”
I rotate around to see who it was
The girl with the most beautiful eyes
Was standing there caught in my sight
Searching my eyes as I was lost in hers
I stutter and stammer and look away
When a series of words fall out of my mouth
Quite unbeknownst to me
“I’m sorry, but I did not mean to stare”
My face is flush from introversion
I find the courage to meet her gaze
Her hair is dusky, silken smooth
Curled into loops that frame her face
I feel faint, heart racing at sonic speed
Palms are sweating; breathing has stalled
“It is fine, I don’t mind, your eyes seem so kind”
Pulse returns to normal, my hue starts to change
I get the confidence to allow myself joy again
Her mouth upturns into the most wondrous smile
“Would you care to accompany me down the street awhile?”
Whatever she was looking for I think she has found
We now walk together on what seemed like clouds.

Goodbye Is Always The Hardest Part

 

Captivated by you essence,
I don't remember all the curves of your face,
but I sure as hell remember the way that you taste.
I keep telling myself it's nothing more than infatuation.
Why did you have to let it linger?
Starving my days away with idle chit chat.
Now, it's all I can do to not think of you.
On this ship, I'm not the captain
but I am going down with it, just the same.
All I ask is that you release me from my part.
Before you depart, don't let me see my reflection in your eyes
for even one more, single night.
This is the end now.
We must say "goodbye."

The Glass Flower

 

He picked her a flower,
and coated it with glass,
gave her the flower
and watched time pass.
A minute, now two,
he awaits her reply.
She apologizes now
and he wonders why.
“It’s a lovely flower,”
she said with a smile.
“But I am spoken for,”
and like a silly child
he couldn’t accept truth.
“Please tell me you jest.”
She stared at him with pity;
chin buried in his chest.
His eyes burning fresh,
turning away, he must hide.
The glass flower shatters.
It has wilted and died.

So Close

 

We never really even talked before
but it was not like we really needed to.
This pit in my stomach was squeezed
and with clinched fists, and swollen lips
I’m struggling to resist the sway from your hips.

Your long, chestnuts locks framing your face
into something of legend, that only painters
with an exceptional eye for beauty could fathom.
The writers of old have written of you
in fairytales, and yet here you stand,
unfettered from your prison that bound you.

Before me.
Above me.
Beyond me.

And then, there you were, standing beside me
until fate brought you crashing down upon me.
The winter’s breath carrying my air away.
My stare fixed upon your hazel colored soul traps.
Captivated, as you ebbed the flow of the world
around us into a slow-motion moving picture show.

“Is this really happening?” I whisper to myself.

Your eyes flutter and close to invite me in
and for a brief moment, caught in surprise
I hesitate and let the winter’s wind go…
And with it, sailed my chances to taste
the lips of this, the most exquisite being
to have ever come into existence.

In the next moment, you realized your place,
took to your feet and left in the company
of someone more much deserving.
As much as this was unnerving,
I was left to wander,
forever onward.

So close to this beauty, unbound.
Touching my fingertips,
gently rolling off,
then falling to the ground.

To this day, I am still uncertain of your existence.
Were you merely a figment of my over-active imagination
or were you just another instance of what happens
when you leave the window open for too long?

She was grotesquely beautiful Autumn wind blows through her hair The gentle cool breeze scatters leaves My eyes look up and start to stare The sun dips low and starts to fade Her lips are full and lovely to taste Orange color hue turns to pink in the sky I'd paint her so a part of her stays Slowly the night sets in and leaves me blind All the color of the beautiful sky dies With a turn of her head and a gentle smile She walks away and out of my life

Don't say a word, not a fucking word No need to waste your breath My eyes are blind, my mind made up My ears are deaf, my mouth sewn shut I love the pain, the exquisite pain I am suffering in ecstasy I choke myself in my sleep Sleeping disorder or apathy? I smother myself to hear me breathe Spread my wings that only bleed Now that we are fucking through Do I want to be like you? Fuck No! I hope you choke My back is bloody, my wings are broke Light a match and set me ablaze My ashes scatter with the breeze I'm an anti – social butterfly And I'm spreading my disease You inhale me with every breath you breathe I am the antithesis of all and everything you believe