Tag Archives: relationship

Dec 11 2012

All I Ask Of You – Poem

I don’t ask for much.

Give me some time, any moment you can spare.
Give me some attention, so I won’t have to share.
Just a kiss or two when you’re standing close.
Just the trail of your finger going down my nose.

I don’t ask for flowers – I don’t care for roses.
I don’t ask for love letters – I don’t need your proses.

I don’t ask for much.

I don’t need dinners at fancy restaurants.
Your arms wrapped around me is all I can want.
Your hands on my stomach as we go off to sleep.
Your laughter in my ear as we watch some TV.

I don’t ask for rings- jewelry is not my thing.
I don’t ask for money – I don’t cost a thing.

I don’t ask for much.

Just hold on real tight and don’t let me go.
Kiss my neck and nibble on my earlobe.
Hold my hand when we walk down the street.
Give me your lap whenever I need a seat.

I don’t ask for your name – I’ve got my own.
I don’t ask for any toys – I’m way too grown

I ask for your lips, so that I can have them to kiss.
I ask for your heart, so I know that I’m missed.
I ask for arms, so I can keep your embrace.
I ask for your eyes, and the contours of your face.
I ask for your skin, your voice and the wonder of it all.
I ask for you  during spring, winter, summer and fall.

Dec 29 2011

Tale of Heartbreak – Poetry

I no longer know what you want me to do.

I think of things long and hard, wondering what to make better

I’m always saying sorry, creating mountains of “sorry”s so that you may feel better,
so that things can be better, so that ‘we’ can be ‘right.’

No longer does my heart take flight.

It’s weighted down with doubts about ‘us,’ because if this was truly love, we’d both feel free.
Not like the sullen prisoners we’ve both become, drowned in our own world of silence.

Where are the words? Where is the forgiveness?

What ever this is, it’s provided no provisions for our love to survive, it’s all who’s wrong or right and I’m tired of this long internal fight.

One day we’re fine and the next we’re strangers, only after moments of intoxicating elation are we relating but then when it’s gone
I’m back to debating one if this is worth waiting for…

It doesn’t seem to be getting any better…

I’m tired of thinking that we can change or that things will be as they were before.
I don’t want to feel something fake between us anymore.

Nov 16 2011

Drinking More Sorrow Than Cola – Poetry (Performance)

 

 

 


One of my favorite original pieces that I’ve always wanted to perform, but never had the courage to. 

I recorded the audio (forgive me, it’s not the best audio ever)  and created a video with the words so that you may follow along. I hope that you’re able to hear everything and I guess, feel the embodiment of the time I was going through when I wrote this. 


 Hope you enjoy!