The rain inside my head...
a dark veil flutters in the wind
agaist cold windows
heavy skies, pregnant with rain
all is solomn and fridgid
she sees no light
save the still blaze she holds
smoke curls round her fingertips
her heart as hard as her sky
for she is
alone
my heart is so cold. i feel such numbness, such hard heartedness, welling up deep inside my chest. i'm scared i might never cry... i fear that i will. such fear that this longing is idolitrous, but more, i'm seeing it isn't... the longing.
i want a love... a lover.
i want. heh, that's something i rarely stait. i dont know what i want half the time... ok all the time...
I want.
I WANT!!!
I WANT an obnoxious best friend who i can break wind and curse with. someone who is even more out there than i am, and will push me to my limits... and will be strong enough to get me out of anything too deep, and wise enough to know when not to dare me.
I WANT someone with a random and British sence of humor. i want someone who will make a scene in pubic, and be whitty and sarcastic (cause god knows i'm not sarcastic enough! lol). i want someone who apreciates irony, but isn't cruel.
I WANT a play mate. i want someone to wrestle with and tickle me and make me squeal and laugh untill my sides hurt. someone who will roll with me in the grass. i want someone to adore my silly childish ways.
I WANT a dancer who will take the lead. Someone who will spin and turn and dip me, and follow through with a strong hold around my waist. someone who never fogets the little things like holding my hands or looking into my eyes. someone who isn't afraid to touch, but respects where to touch... and where not to.
I WANT a hunter. a strong man, wise in his sport, aimed for the capture. someone who never takes his eye off the target... me. i want fervant persuance of my heart, that it were like a lost treasure waiting to be uncovered, sought and fought for untill it is aquired.
I WANT a passionate artist of whatever he does. Music, Poetry, Minestry, Mecanics, Drawing... whatever! just passionate, and artistic about his craft.
I want.
for this moment, for today, that want is healing, renuing, and good enough.
agaist cold windows
heavy skies, pregnant with rain
all is solomn and fridgid
she sees no light
save the still blaze she holds
smoke curls round her fingertips
her heart as hard as her sky
for she is
alone
my heart is so cold. i feel such numbness, such hard heartedness, welling up deep inside my chest. i'm scared i might never cry... i fear that i will. such fear that this longing is idolitrous, but more, i'm seeing it isn't... the longing.
i want a love... a lover.
i want. heh, that's something i rarely stait. i dont know what i want half the time... ok all the time...
I want.
I WANT!!!
I WANT an obnoxious best friend who i can break wind and curse with. someone who is even more out there than i am, and will push me to my limits... and will be strong enough to get me out of anything too deep, and wise enough to know when not to dare me.
I WANT someone with a random and British sence of humor. i want someone who will make a scene in pubic, and be whitty and sarcastic (cause god knows i'm not sarcastic enough! lol). i want someone who apreciates irony, but isn't cruel.
I WANT a play mate. i want someone to wrestle with and tickle me and make me squeal and laugh untill my sides hurt. someone who will roll with me in the grass. i want someone to adore my silly childish ways.
I WANT a dancer who will take the lead. Someone who will spin and turn and dip me, and follow through with a strong hold around my waist. someone who never fogets the little things like holding my hands or looking into my eyes. someone who isn't afraid to touch, but respects where to touch... and where not to.
I WANT a hunter. a strong man, wise in his sport, aimed for the capture. someone who never takes his eye off the target... me. i want fervant persuance of my heart, that it were like a lost treasure waiting to be uncovered, sought and fought for untill it is aquired.
I WANT a passionate artist of whatever he does. Music, Poetry, Minestry, Mecanics, Drawing... whatever! just passionate, and artistic about his craft.
I want.
for this moment, for today, that want is healing, renuing, and good enough.