Chanson

wrong for me to think these thoughts, perhaps imagining you entwined with another man far too young to be thinking these thoughts certainly none of my business to have this ...

buried under hours under stranger's kisses under the skin deep true loves i thought you were trapped in the past, a fly in the amber of summer yet memories of ...

i love you and i thought loving you guaranteed the happy fairytale ending i imagined us going to bad movies ...

"it is the definition of madness to do the same thing over and over and expect a different result."----- Einstein ...

I watch you. Yes, I know how that sounds. You have an image of me now, don't you? I would. ...

Here I am, losing myself. Pressing into your body, enwtining my legs through yours. We knew this would happen tonight. ...

everything about me depends on you. this is something that haunts me long into the sleepless nights staring out at ...

Perfection hides in your every pore Gentle, graceful perfection With you, it would not be possible To ever ask for ...

So, I was just another girl. You had a list. A plan, a scheme. Call it what you will. Did ...

Your eyes scream at me. How do you make your eyes scream? They scream how much you love me and ...

~ Does this make sense to anyone else or is it only me?~ Possibly I am a pathological liar. I ...

slow days inch along toward the lazy hazy tumbling days of summer stare out the window at rain hitting the ...

it hurts to think. thinking brings salty crystal drips tracing paths down my cheek and a million insecurities take over. ...

This is how it began: Sitting on a porch, civilization to our backs, the hum of voices, music, glasses clattering. ...

a rewrite of a poem i wrote a long time ago, when i first came on here. would it be ...

i am making up sorrows and tragedies and unrequited loves. i am trying to forget what it is that makes ...

last night was perfect in the way that nights never seem to be. i have always imagined nights like that: ...

her room has become her universe. her dreamland is purple fading into navy into black: bruised dreams. people give her ...

ok, so this isn't perfect or great or amazing and it's entirely spur of the moment but it's exactly how ...

you think you are so intelligent with your obscure references to pop culture and your convoluted metaphors involving fairytale words ...

°°°°bitter? moi?°°°° a chance encounter on a grey bus. there is something about public transport and meetings with enemies; the ...

this rotting place will turn to black soon the sun has bled its way to sleep behind the jagged edges ...

i have loved you ever since a rainy day in an autumn month when the leaves shone like king's robes ...

i was just an ordinary girl and i swear i did not notice falling or the bruises on my arms. ...

****i figured i'd stick a rating on this baby, since it's about drugs, but it doesn't have any language or whatnot.**** there is something so soothing about rolling joints on ...

***i suppose it's sort of a story in a poem in a story in a poem*** frilled dresses look so pretty against skinny white legs twirling happily on sparkling marble ...

#yeah........i just needed to write something.....and this something won't get out of my head....# i ache for you the way dry mouths ache for water after one of those boring ...

You left your jacket, Behind the leather armchair. Soft and black, worn with time. I wear it around the house, Burying my face in the collar Pretending you’re wrapped around ...

i would love to have something beautiful to tell you, something that would make your eyes shine from the inside and not just because the matches are setting them alight ...

i would never admit to anyone but coffee stained notebooks and the anonymous white screen that i think of you. sometimes i try and hide it even from myself. if ...

already your face has become blurred. a static image, faltering in my minds eye. even as i write this, the shape of your mouth is fading from my mind. but ...

I like how pink eyeshadow looks under flashing green lights and I like how it feels to be seen. Nothing has ever made me feel so Alive as strange, soft ...

floating crimson lights burning angrily in the black, emitting tell tale wisps of swirling smoke that curl towards the sky, and finding the path blocked by crude cement, hang apathetically ...

a tug of the tie, two fingers pulling cranberry-red silk loose, a habitual toss of your head making a fold of hair fall into your eyes open collar revealing soft ...

we go for a walk on an empty night. i meet him under an oak tree. the leaves are dying under a golden light. we sit on a cold brick ...

(revised) this rotting place will turn to black soon. the sun has bled its way to sleep behind the jagged edges of the burnt out houses. there are union jack ...

today was so quiet i could hear the ice melt in my glass. sunlight trickled through the windows and the sheets were white and clean, soft against my bare legs. ...

the black sky seems very high above us. nature rolls out in all directions and the moisture runs like tears down the glass. the back seat is wide and cold, ...

my tongue is dry now, my cheeks are salty from tears, my thoat is clogged with unspoken words. ti prego, non lasciarmi i tried to find you. stumbling through the ...

The heavy air promises a storm. As we climb up, the clouds climb down. Breath is elusive. I trip, fall. You look back to offer help but I wave away ...

We lay back on the cold sand, The better to watch the night. The two of us, spread eagled Left over laughter still escaping in blows, Trying to catch our ...

You spent hours making sure you hair was just so and now - this is it! First Disco! your dad drops you around the corner, you wait 'til he leaves, ...

something is going to happen soon. i wait for it on the street corner, smoking cigarettes. trying to blow smoke rings. letting my fingers go numb. it's funny how aware ...

the taxi smells of air freshner and smoke, sweat, beer. it is dark and private, like falling into another world. silence reigns. the taximan is uninterested and absorbed in something ...

we sit and calmly watch the future pass us by, slip through a crack in the pavement and fade to nothingness in the darkness. you smoke, i twist my ring ...

here we are, falling apart. apart from each other, ourselves. your eyes are holes, begging me - daring me? - we can't hold on (i can't let go). the romance ...

yesterday i thought you were God Almighty. i imagined you sprawled naked on my bed, with your sandy hair falling across your face. i had to bite my cheeks to ...

cigarette smoke hangs in the air like gunsmoke, the sofa has become a battleground. its soft cushions hold nothing but fear. my policy is appeasement - i distract you with ...

Your hands the most. Small and very brown. The rings - too heavy for those little fingers - but so pretty! Turquoise and gold from Spain. And one diamond, large. ...

We three stood, shoulder to shoulder, our breath making pillows in the air, keeping our eyes glued to the sky. Slowly, the earth's shadow erased the moon. "Maybe there'll be ...

*(reworked)* It hurts to think of you. Thinking brings salty tears tracing paths down my cheek and a million insecurities take over. I never meant to feel this way. I ...

Remember how it felt? That missed a step, turbulence in the airplane, smiling alone on the bus feeling? So simple. We were headed for the Ever After. It was just ...

We are touching, shoulder to shoulder Bound together by a thick, warm blanket, The sea flings itself at the cliff over and over. In the navy sky, a solitary star. ...

"Stupid commercial holiday," I declared, throwing back my hair. Cheers of agreement from the rest of the class. And yet I pictured you waiting for me, standing at the front ...

Your words lack substance. I let them wash over me, pass through me like white noise. But, your kiss leaves me breathless. The secret pink of your mouth, the taste ...

The beginning was perfect... I met you in a club on one of those summer nights that make you think you might live forever. The air was crisp, but warm ...

[part two] [015, calm] I think my favourite part of relationships are the bits in between. The moments in between words, in between kisses. Those moments of calm, short but ...

[part three] What is it, I don't remember Made my being so much better If I could have just one pure thought - One Pure Thought, Hot Chip * [049, ...

You're a forest after rainfall. That heady smell of wet leaves, rotting vegetation. Everything is messy, damp. Soil sticks to my skin, crystal drops glint on spider webs. In dark ...

i thought you would be The One like they talk about in films and magazines couldn't believe i had found you down the road thought i'd have to at least ...

Space Boy Dream - Belle And Sebastian And when I woke up, and I was lying in the darkness, I thought I had landed and I just lay still for ...

You are gone, I think.Your books lie like islands on the floor,The emerging dawn seems uneven.This is not a cry of emotion -No grand gestures in dying lightand breathless forevers ...

VIDEO SHOP GUY: A small independent video shop opened up across the road from my house, owned by a nice 30 something man and his mum. I was about seven ...