Sunday, July 02, 2006

love/lust/parking lot

the parking lot

some slow kind of deep deep needing.
frantic just to be near you.
holding you so nearly, so tightly, that you're part of me.
you have the eyes of an angel.
frighten me becuase i'm afraid of never knowing you
you invade long hours ment for others and the world around.
creeping into my thoughts more like a flood.
so intensely needing some small bit of you.
my head in your hands.
my feet bare in the driveway.
and you with your eyes.
you are beautiful to me.



tennessee


i remember the days when your hair was longer than mine is now.
the days you called me your own.
the smoke of the hills settled in your eyes.
your face is all sorrow from the mountains.
we become tragic. we become tragedy.
some sweet mountain spring.
some thin tennessee hills, the air.
call down, come out of nashville.
some brilliant star of books and love beyond the means of me.
the baneing muse of my existence.
some smokey blue ridge transplant angel.


sarc

sarcasm.
soco. amaretto. lime.
slipping into a world where you'll try harder.
you bring me to deaths door, to my knees.
master.
we know the world only wants the one thing.
tell me what you want me to do.
a hand slide in the darkness,
this is what i came for.
you come so close to my face.
drop away.
then the first shaking kiss.
wanting it so badly.
the world delays.
you will make me catch my breath.
i'm ready.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

you write very well. do you write from your own life or just whatever comes to you?

1:15 AM  
Blogger lisa said...

mostly my own life.

11:44 AM  

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