QUIRKS

The bold features of my face
The mapped out moles on my skin
The hugging curves of my body
The seductive slyness of my grin

The thick arch of my eyebrows
The subtle shine of my hair
The colored tones of my voice
The shades of shadow that I leave bare

The gentle softness of my touch
The way I like to flirt with death
The deep pensiveness of my thoughts
The blatant sarcasm in my breath

All these things I’ve come to love
For these quirks are what make me who I am
And falling in love with these idiosyncrasies
Gives me the freedom to be the best I can

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FLY

Some people want to nest
While others want to fly
Some choose roots anchored down
While others head towards the sky

I was never meant to stay in one place
So come with me and the world we’ll see
Because all I’m really asking for
Is someone who wants to fly with me

NARCOTIC

You’ll beg, you’ll plead, you’ll light your votive candles
You’ll choose the short end of the stick
You’ll follow me into the depths of hell
If only just to get your fix

You’re enraptured by the mayhem of my mind
Seduced by my thoughts so chaotic
Oh boy you damn well know by now
That in me you’ve found your very own narcotic

FICKLE

How things can change so suddenly
It happens in the blink of an eye
The fickleness of human emotion
As transitory as the blues of the sky

It strikes without heed or warning
The change in the shades of red
The heart’s impulses so whimsical
Constantly looking for new waters to tread

Maybe I was meant to be a bird
Always looking for reasons to fly away
So my darling, I’m sorry if I break your heart
You know I was never truly meant to stay

FREE

She was free
The earth was made for her to roam
She saw it in the orange of the sunsets
And felt it in the depth of her bones

She was free
Just like the tingle in the autumn air
She saw it in the mists over mountains
And felt it in the breeze in her hair

She belonged to no one, no one belonged to her
Her love was made for all the land
She lived her life as a captivating story
Crossing adventures off the back of her hand

EXTRAORDINARY

There’s something extraordinary for me
It’s waiting just around the corner
The older I become and the wiser I get
The more I feel its presence getting closer

My restless soul and my eager heart
Will find it’s place in this world
The boldness that I bring to the table
Will surely not be left unheard

Can’t wait for the future and what it brings
And all that life will come to be
I be damned if I don’t end up living
A life amazing and extraordinary

TRAGEDY

If I let my defenses down
Closed the curtains on the show
To get to know the real me
Tell me how far you’d go

Behind this eager smile and seeming innocence
Are wild crazed thoughts gone rampant
But if I told you I was a tragedy
Would you even wait for the worst to happen?

SILLY GIRL

Oh you silly silly girl
Why do you make it so easy for people to break your heart?
I keep telling you to hold back and spare yourself
But instead you always choose to fall apart

I tell you to not give too much too quickly
To expect less and nothing more
But your eagerness always gets the best of you
I always catch you waiting by the door

You never stop dreaming and hoping
Despite all the heartaches that unfurl
My god when will you ever learn
You silly silly girl

WORDS

My words will enamor you
Reel you in with their rhyme
Enthralled by the consonants pulling you in
Feel the vowels make you more inclined

Come closer through my conjunctions
The commas are a coy invitation for more
I’ll stop myself on semicolons
Wait for you to do things that I adore

I’ll put your flatteries in quotation marks
Give them the recognition they deserve
The stutters you can barely muster
I’ll skillfully put into soulful words

See the ink splattered all over your hands
Feel how indelibly they’ve clung
You’ve been tantalized by the words from my mouth
Wanting to taste them on the tip of my tongue

GLASS

I’m transparent as glass
There’s no room for me to hide
All of me is out in the open
The map of me you’ll need no guide

You see everything on my face
Every laugh line, every solemn pout
Every gesture of mine tells a story
It’s as if I’m walking inside out

What I feel for you won’t be felt in secret
For of hiding my feelings I’m incapable
Sometimes it’s hard being the kind of person
Who lays out all her cards on the table