Showing posts with label poetry poet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry poet. Show all posts

Monday, May 3, 2010

Teenage Heartbreak By Miss Star


i feel as if i can not trust no one

u treat me like what has happen u never done.

talk down like im not around, u walk by and frown.

my emotions u stomp to the ground.

when will my happyness be found.

maybe when im nolonger around

I felt you in my soul..by Miss Star

I felt you in my soul. I felt you in places that ....

I never thought had emotion....

Our bodies flowing like rough oceans....

Coasting crashing into one another. ....

You gave me the power to see sound. I felt light. ....

You opened my soul and released the truth within me.....

I became instantly afraid because the perfectness I was feeling was overwhelming ....

And I still feel it. After you left I played with the thought of you being there....

When I wake up holding me when I look up and my heart is searching for your essence. ....

I heard you in my dreams. ....

The night fell upon wit unexpected urgency. ....

My hands feeing to touch you again and now I need you.....

I need the thought of you to think simple things....

I need the thought of you so my daily issues can go away…....

I need you like air and water…. I felt you ….....

Every since then I need you…....

You are the first to instantly touch my soul…....

Friday, March 26, 2010

Bourbon Street

My poem to Bourdon street I entered this place filled with sin creek up my back… she rolled sentually down my fingers Going thru both ears seducing me. I danced the motion she gave my body Poisonous throbbing pounding vessels tightening. Closer, Closer, Closer I feel her near me!
Lights hanging from every balcony… Temptation pulling your wants in! She takes you when your weakness shows its self. DRINKS, GIRLS, DANCE Her tattoos hypnotize you! The hair’s on the back of your neck lay flat from a kiss that drags you deeper!
Girls Drinks Dance Groove with her, hold her, have fun with the thought of knowing you have her in your hands. COMPLETE CONTROL Sin came to me… She was dancing drinking, a girl. Her names was Bourdon

me singing houstalantavegas