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I saw this precious man that I adored
So I stuck myself into his online writing world
I wrote him sonnets to capture his eye
I stroked and loved this small bar that I saw
he carried in his hand every day,
Using it to cope with the black dark tornados
constantly spinning around him out of control
Right up left of him sitting right in the air
Where he could keep his beautiful eye
While he busied himself, working and toiling and keeping it at bay
But always knowing this dark evil was just there
This man was special, a genius, a master, who could whip up a machine to deal with each hurricane that he passed
And I wanted him right square away
because he had a loving softness about
That I really did know, I needed to live
The outside him was soft and gentle
The inside him a tyrant
who wanted to squash me right square away
I allowed him to poke his dark pitchfork right in
Because I was getting to know him and this was the way
Getting thrown into his spiraling tornado cooked up by an evil
While I sat there adoring my brand new love
Watching large scales peel away from his heart
A new girl or two who had captured his heart
As I still sat there and stroked every limb on his body
Taking care to follow his lead
Even when he fell some
By eating this poison that we both saw on the tree
Alas, I could see there would soon be a war
To win this man I loved more every day
A whole village of villains out for revenge and blood
Little small demons, actually created from love (I know)
He had been taught to fight and squash
Any insect or being
That came around
Because surely it was there to bite
And he needed to kill it before it bit him
And that bug was me,
I hovered around
until the tornado clutched me right in
Knowing it was the only way to win
The man that I loved
Who really must have
been sent from heaven above
These angels were guarding a small gate that I passed
There to keep this beautiful man
from falling right down
But a dark angry force
Provoked this man
to draw up his sword
Because I was new
A new brightly lit diamond
With a whole different hue
I needed to enlist a whole army of followers
To pit against the man that I loved
Who had been taught to fight and fight to the death
Enlisting each villain to stomp on my head
For coming so near
To be with this man that I knew that I loved
I was forced to watch my love
get tangled and mangled
While he worked and fought
Taking care of each person
Who circled around him
Creating a war
To keep him at battle
Designed to keep him at home where he lay
I watched him fall and rise, fall and rise yet again
Getting torn down
My tears nearly bled
For this hurricane of guns and fire
An entire harem of nude villianist jokers
Expecting my man to stomp right on my head
The things an awkward wise girl must do
Just to sit at a table, a new friend I knew
I needed to keep
To throw arrows, eat apples, roll around in the leaves
And not care at all
The viscous disasters we needed to fend
To carve out a small space just to dig in our feet
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