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Fix-ed

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I thought of you today.  Normally, you sit just on the edge of memory, slightly out of reach.  Barely a shadow, yet tangible enough to teach.  You remind me of a lesson it took too long to learn or match left way too long to burn.  You take me back to that victim of before, scarred for your love and craving more.  You were the drug and I was your addict.  Well, you know what they say about old habits…

I thought about you today and I caught myself dreaming…

You are the drug that I am no longer fiending… 

Kiss Me

Seductive Brunette
Seductive Brunette

 

Kiss me… here.

Kiss me… like

the girl you knew

on the playground,

following all the rules,

never crossing the line,

forever on time…

Sweet.  Innocent…

like Daddy used to say.

Used to…

Anyway…

 

Kiss me… here.

Kiss me like

I have a job

somewhere important.

Forced to hobnob

behind a desk.

Never rests…

hard worker.

I wish it were that way.

I wish…

Anyway…

 

Kiss me… here.

Kiss me like

the nerd in school,

aceing math tests,

memorizing science rules…

Asked to tutor or help cheat.

Happily labeled geek.

Valedictorian…

I remember those days.

I remember…

Anyways…

 

Kiss me… here.

Kiss me like

my ink doesn’t bother you.

Like it doesn’t redefine

who I am and who you knew.

It is a declaration,

not a petition for segregation.

Individual…

that’s what I thought they’d say.

I thought…

Anyway…

 

Kiss me… here.

Kiss me like

you can’t see the speech at my side.

Forget the images on my arms and thighs.

They yell loudly, but so do I…

My body’s a canvas on which I write

screaming don’t judge, except by what’s inside!

I’m the same as I was back then.

Still seeking approval.

Called tramp instead of geek these days.

Labels…

Anyway…

 

 

Kiss me… here.

Kiss me like

you remember when it was you and me…

like the person I am inside

and not the person you see.

Help me to make my statement to the world!

How many times can I say: I’m the same girl?!

I want the same rights as everyone else —

great job, treated nice…

I never knew tattoos on me would change them in any way

change…

Anyway…

 

Just kiss me…. here.

 

 

I Remember…

Artwork by Joseph Lorusso
Artwork by Joseph Lorusso

I remember your cologne and the way it made me feel.

I remember how the scent lingered for hours,

reminding me that I was yours;

that I had experienced some semblance of passion!

Fahrenheit…

as in one hundred degrees and rising!

I remember…

 

I remember sneaking home all those nights.

I remember the rampage dad went on when caught;

reminding me how cumbersome it was to have parents.

Too many years before adulthood and freedom.

Independence…

Three years and counting!

I remember…

 

I remember the first ring you gave me.

I remember how committed we were,

reminding me of all the years I spent chasing;

good fun-loving years, yearning…

love…

It’s all I really wanted.

I remember…

 

I remember the years of broken promises.

I remember the wasted youth,

reminding me how many nights were spend grounded;

just for a few extra moments with you.

Sacrifice…

morbid,I know,

but I remember…

 

©Daydreamer

 

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