Taking a break from reading to me in the morning just to kiss me. This would mean everything.
FINALLY I HAVE FOUND THIS GIF my life is complete
I need someone that’ll cuddle with me watching T.V.
Questions
Will he write for me?
Pure love poetry?
Will he watch my shows?
Like the Twilight Zone?
Will he hold me tight?
Like he did at night?
Will he love my love?
Pondered, just enough?
Will he hold my hand?
Dance to the best band?
Will he play music?
Soft, and romantic?
Will he stir my life?
Making bad all right?
Will he kiss my cheek?
When my body’s weak?
Will he want my love?
Or, will it be shoved?
Will he be happy?
While we’re up, laughing?
Will he stay up late?
Or, will he just hate?
Will he drive around?
Not just this small town?
Will he love my ways?
And not just in haze?
Will our hearts beat fast?
Will we let it last?
Will I be something?
Mean more than nothing?
Will we write poems?
About our loves’ home?
Will we know by then?
That home is in zen?
Will we feel the light?
Will it be alright?
Humans.
Humans are funny
In a certain way
they all seek for love
but instead a war they create.
Pretty red flowers
are supposed to be held in our hands
but instead our hands hold blooded scars
and unhealed wounds.
Smiles and laughs,
happiness in short
is what we are supposed to share
but I find myself
sharing nothing but my pain and hurt
and there are many who relate.
Indeed we are all humans,
and humans are funny.
