"immature love: i love him because i need him. mature love: i need him because i love him" -i wish i remember who said that..

here's my recent poetry

~ something to lose, someone to live for

i've never felt this before
a burning in my heart
an unquestionable peace in my soul
a jitterey butterfly with a broken wing
taking flight for the first time
in my abdomen
a shock to the heart
only his touch can provide
a tenderness
only his kiss possesses
an excitement only this
fear of losing him can fuel

like two small children recognizing emotion for the first time
shy to trust
quick to love

i am guilty of this
this i've never felt before
and i feel it
every time i hear his name
and see his dark eyes watching me with car
as i fall asleep in his arms

and i pray that this is where i will be


~luminary lyric

beauty comes from the darkest place in hell
upon finding it, it stays with you
making hell a paradise brighter than heaven
enhanced colors and shit filters make a fairytale
too good to be true

but what if it's reality
a life that is touchable
hear every shy shudder in his sigh
feel the electricity in his stare
see every sun ray in his demeanor
luminous in this hell
digest every moment and get an honest response

and honestly?

i love every piece of him
i know this is the lyrical love i need

; i need him because i love him