![]() If I couldA Poem by Lavon ForkeepsIf I could pull all the words from this atmosphere; If I could write like Shakespeare, If I could be so obscure,
I’d give you a career. Yeah, you’d be the big show at your own big premier, I always thought of you as” man of the year.”
Always, whispering in my ear.. Just a figment, but your breath feels so very real. How do you do that? Is it in the books that you skim? Cause you’re right at my finger-tips, Right where you’ve always been.
I’m closer than ever.. I can taste it on my teeth. It’s sweet, smells like marguerite, and radiates untamed heat. I have a predilection to you.. even with a deflection or two, Undoubtedly and promised, I will never misconstrue..
I’ve paced at this door for a long time now, Not knowing my ceiling from my ground, But knowing that if I open it, I’m doomed and I’m bound.. I’ll astound. You will not leave me without feeling sound..
And I’ve always thought it funny how you’ve got a proclivity to me, And me as usual a weakness to you, object of admiration, substance Of inclination.. something of fascination, not a tangible rationalization.
More than that, it’s bigger than me, More in-depth than what I have time to try and believe, because, that wouldn’t be fair. We were young once, and we didn’t care. But life, takes its course, and you become more aware. And these thoughts, if they don’t take you over, they will overbear..
I’ll do what I can, when you feel left out, I’ll do what I know, to make you smile when you want to shout; Coast inside you and calm you down, flood your thoughts and make them drown, Nothing stands a chance to the storm I am, regardless of the whereabouts.
I ask for no compromise, I will bide no shame. If I had you for one day, it would all be just the same. And I don’t want you, not solely, The fact that we found each other in this cold Lost world is of no surprise to me, really. I could still be crazy, too. Look at us, capable of everything.. Except for what they want us to do.
Hey.. I’m just a woman, I don’t really give a good god damn. I’m just here in case you show up, or in case you take my hand, Or in case I just take yours, and show you what I really am.. And that’ll be the day, the underrated grand finale, but you know me, And you know I don’t care what they have to say, about you or about Anyone else who lives in “vain”, I just do what I can, What I can to stay sane, and one way, Is to pick your beautiful brain.
I have no intentions, and I’m not here for your heart. I want what we share, what can never fall apart. This is what it is, And in all honesty, what’s to miss? Travel the world with you in my pocket, and what’s better than this?
A missed calling is an opportunity for success, and if anybody Knows that, it’s you that does best. Try and detest..
If I could pull all the words from this atmosphere; If I could write like Shakespeare, If I could be so obscure.. © 2011 Lavon ForkeepsFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on December 27, 2011 Last Updated on December 29, 2011 Author![]() Lavon ForkeepsINAboutI like to find beauty in ugly places, and I write better than I talk, so I'm just writing the things I wish I could say. more..Writing
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