How do I tell you how much I love you? What way would you understand? If I were to write you a sonnet, I don't think you'd comprehend. I would take you to the moon and back, To the stars...
Love Poems
I can’t be what you need. I watch your lips as they form a smile, tell a story. But I will never kiss them For I am not for you. My heart is not only mine. I gave it away...
Nightshade and Blackberry
"Sonnet #2: In hexameter and Petrarchan rhyme"
Hunted in starlight, haunted, consumed by shadow; Night overwhelming, all bodies awakening. Fluttering eyes blink like butterflies, blackening- Onyx with enlarged pupil, piercing the window. Darting swift, sharp like icicles, through ebb and flow, The storm has come, and the...
The Cusp of a Breaking
"Prophetic..."
In love -feral, unbroken, andunaccustomedto your waysof thinking, of loving, of being, my resolve is suffocating - drowning in asea of assumptions. Assumptions, sorted presumptionshave a way ofdistortingwhat is true. What may be trueturns into misconceptions,misapprehensions, and misinterpretations. Ultimately, Miss-Understanding...
For you the snow is always falling, As it was on the day you died, You had passed through basic training, Even though about your age you had lied. The sun shone bright upon that morning, The air cold, calm...
Silverlight
"This was a poem I wrote for an ex-lover. You will always be a part of a special memory."
Inside your heart,Feel my voice,Beat like a teardrop,"You have a choice."Skills of a juggler,Arms of some Hindu deity,Multitasking,Losing reality.End of the tunnel,My Silverlight,Let me go,While love still burns bright.~Roxy
Drown
"He may not be mine yet. But I love him so much"
Am I drowning? This feeling has come anew I can't breathe when you're here My heart is beating in my throat This isn't the same feeling as before No, I'm completely awake and alive I don't feel sorrow dragging at...
Hissing waves of sea foam fatigue Slip through my coiled spine, shattering the bones into anemic flesh I flail through the violent surface, spitting lungfuls of torture, my blind eyes open wide as slumber’s suffocation scrapes for my flesh Twisting...
She Wants Me To Ravish Her
"A young brunette needs satisfaction."
“Hey tall dark and handsome,” I see her hazel eyes flare wide. My rugged visage seems to inspire, Carnal needs she cannot hide. The trim young brunette beauty, Flicks ands twists her hair - a flirt. But her eyes tell...