Allie's Journal of Art

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Poem: Decay

Take your hip-bone-kissing-lips and
Carry me to a higher Bliss.

Fingers with a fragile touch
Dont be afraid to be solid and Sober.
Shattered glass could never
Cut
Through
This.
Cut through the ties we've made
Cut through the lies we use
To hide what we really want.
We
Both
Know.
You know what Im thinking
Your eyes are like glass
And so are mine.
You see right through me.
touch me, You wont break me.
Only my heart.

If it breaks and
Spills, It will
Kill
Anyone standing in the way
With puddles like oceans with love thats
Decayed.

Lips that kiss hips wont break this heart.
Tell
Anyone.
Out of my way so that I can
Say
What Ive wanted to say since the
Day
I first
Saw you.
I trust you and lust for you
So you must know that Im
Honest.
Edgy ridged blades speak with
Hate
In the worst possible way
but EVERYONE whos ANYONE
Knows.
Puddles like oceans are filled with
Love
That always
Decays.


It stays and lays
and waits
For your eyes to take it
Away.
and
make it new.

Puncture my skin with a poisonous sin
So I can lay awake and think..
What a beautiful
Pain.
How worth while it was to just have you
Touch me.
To make me and
break me and
take me to a record low level of
hate.
Tell me why I have satin sheets when
A bed of nails is what I should be
Lying on.
your lying on the floor where my
Love
Was once poured
But Im sitting here
As stiff as a board
just waiting for you
to speak a simple word.

But broken hearts leak.
Leak puddles like oceans with blood and
Love, that is sure to ...
Decay

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