Monday 13 July 2015

He Has A Way


When my eyes fall over him 
My heart falls even harder
When I look at him I see all of the sunrises and sunsets he has seen through his sea blue eyes
Each time I smile I know he is the reason
Running through my mind like it`s his own marathon and he`s always in first place
He has a way of pushing my invisible buttons
His fingerprints always left behind, marking his territory
He gets a thrill out of fueling my internal fire
Red hot, burning with a hate and a passion all at once only he could cause
He has a way of slipping into my bloodstream whenever he wants to
Even when I don’t want him to
Even when I try to close myself up
His tortured eyes look back at me and whisper that they want to be loved
And I try to give all of myself to him
But there will always be a part of me that I will hold back
Because I cant let go of the thought of giving all of myself to him could end in leaving me empty 
And alone

By S.Cyr

Imagination

http://naturalwealthjournal.com/2011/11/12/imagination-beats-willpower-every-time/

she paints her thoughts into pictures in her mind
beautiful
colourful
full of life
soon enough they get swept away by the wind
her grip never as strong as she lets it on to be
she lets the thought of them torment her
eat her alive
to the point that she forgets they were only ever
just painted pictures

By S.Cyr