Blizza801 Poetry (70)

Oh tide let me in
I can't tread these waves anymore
And honey your arms can save me
Bring me closer to the shore

Those storms that they send us
black rolling clouds of grief
we just wait for rainbows
hidden underneath our reef

Oh what if I've mistaken
what if you can't swim
wading only to your waist line
what if they all win

Singing songs about our light house
my sea sick lullaby
now shine that light to guide me
it's always been ok to cry

Sandy beach you stand on
shifting sand between your toes
we have things that binds
things nobody really knows

Sail on sweet perfection
because this ship has grown
we'll float on past the storms
where birds have never flown

I can smell the winter in the air
reminds me of a funeral
It smells of rotting pumpkins,
car exhaust, and you.
All wrapped together,
and perfectly chilled.

Fear what the winter brings,
they call it change.
Because when its all over,
and flowers return without you,
will I still remember
what you looked like

Its all in what I haven't said
the words I really meant
dreams I've never told you about
passions I've never shown
kisses that never made it to you
heart beats never pressed against your chest
my feelings left in actions never shown
whispers still unheard
smiles that never touched these lips
and glances that missed their mark

Do you ever regret your slip of words
does that first hello seem so absurd
your rainy days that swallowed wishes
but rainy days make the best kisses

How can I be what I should have been
why play a game when no one can win
our sunset has died but notice the stars
lets not die behind these heart shaped bars

No one's really perfect and neither are we
if you can be the shore I swear i'll be the sea
washing up against you with a new suprise
directing ships with the stars in your eyes

So welcome the storms, then dry in the sun
with every lightning flash we melt into one
and deep in the grey clouds find all your wishes
because these rainy days make the best kisses

I have come to learn that if you love too quick,
you loose out on the moments that define your love.
If you love too late,
you loose out on the moments that give you reason to love.
If you leave too soon,
you will forever be left wondering.
If you stay too long,
you will simply be left behind.
If you hide your tears,
your not sensitive enough to understand.
If you let your eyes water up,
your not strong enough to go the distance.
If you lack in sensual touch,
you've lost attraction.
If your touch is too sensual,
your suffocating.
Even in the sensual act of a kiss,
I have found a personal dislike.
You see, of all the kisses in the world,
my least favorite
is goodbye.

I'm sure you let it happen
since when do you just walk away
His lips were coated bitter sweet
thats your favorite flavor anyway

Those leapard prints beneath the cloth
of your collar pulled around your neck
A hidden smile from cheak to cheak
wondering if i'll ever check

Your vodka tounge and reasons why
your pretend tears that burn away
Your in love with someone loving you
I'm in love with the you of yestersday

So this is how ghost trains derail
how burning suns soon some how set
The promises we swore would last
in the end are words we soon forget

Call on me I'll come
make no mistake
I'm coming through your garden
on past your rake

Coming up your driveway
through the gravel, past the slate
I'm coming through your hallway
I'll be coming when it's late

I'll slither over hardwood
coming in your bedroom door
If you invite me up your bed post
I'll be coming back some more

When the sun decides to show up
when your all alone in bed
You knew I was a snake
and I've got more skin to shed

You must have seen my scales
though it was dim inside your house
You saw me as you wanted
I saw you as a mouse

Pardon me for thinking
all those tears are fake
The simple fact is baby
you knew I was snake

I'm a ghost in the shadow
and your just a warm breeze
that brushes my skin
as your headed out west

I'm picking up pieces
from the mess that your making
brush of the dirt
hold them close to my chest

The clouds have all left
your the last one to go
run with the wild wind
when ever he sings

When we were younger
when we were angels
did you notice the way
that I envied your wings

Its a shock to the nerves when I shoot through the curves of your skin
You believe that you bleed just to relieve the cost of your sin
A bruised broken seraph that comes when ever I call
Dazed and distraught from the shock and the speed of the fall

Hands between legs your amazed how it feels to get off
Compared to despair the last split was so wonderfully soft
A creature that crawled now you run with a gun in your hand
These are the lies we disguise and the burdens of man

After we bless this whole mess will we still be the same
In lust for the love and in love for the feel of the game
Stepping on cracks we relax as our feet hit the line
Breaking our backs in this bed just to slaughter the time

So grin to the stars and the cars that all pass you by
Play the fault game but the stains left behind never lie
Now applaud for a god that comforts you close while he stings
He trained you to fly through the sky before breaking your wings

Such stories tumble weeds tell,
insinuating that they'll always be around
that they've found some common ground
and how it was only you who could stop the wind.
But, thats never really the case.
Truth is they're just stuck on the barbed wire
inching towards freedom in the breeze.
Just when you get use to their smell
and that sound they make as they tap the ground,
the north wind picks up calling them away
leaving you with nothing but broken twigs
and brief moments of sweet entanglements

The truth is all that we have left
as we leave behind this crazy mess
The curves we ride so sharply blessed
the breaks gave out again

Do you love me enough to honestly say
you don't love me as much as yesterday
Stop the games we hate to play
for once we both can win

These jagged words that break the skin
just to scar back up and rip again
When did all of this begin
is this really what you want

Standing back to back with hopeless faces
the ghosts of all these special places
Count out loud our twenty paces
turn and then we both fall down

I found your heart in my backseat
the one sewn to your sunday dress
innocents now at its best
the best of you against my chest
I only meant to feed on you
an open wound that's not yet healed
on the heel of what soon may break
I hope tonight your lips are sealed