MoonstruckA Poem by Samantha ~virginpoetI serenade your mind
with poetic tunes can you handle the passion seeping from my lips as I drip transcendence all over the page I can make you fall in love with the way I construct stanzas and conduct poetry Catching feelings stored in heart shaped bottles meticulously made I'm gonna give you this flow real S-L-O-W so you can truly comprehend the love I send free verse style You cant handle the supremacy of my vivacious vernacular I spit spectacular I got poetry flowing through my veins got razor tipped quills slashing my wrists when I bleed I bleed passion coated lines Suffocation dehydration unrepairable unbearable bearing my soul for the world to see but no one sees they got their eyes closed as tight as they got their hearts closed I was once like them thinking my heart abandoned damned to be alone broken down gagging and choking like my throat was bound unable to make a comprehensive sound beat down by love almost broken almost defeated but I'm a fighter not a runner I beat the beat down I guess love didn't read the sign that says an Amazon Warrior lives here with the pitter-patter of a heartbeat beating endlessly with sweet melodies conveying feelings giving deep throat breath strokes strumming your heartstrings like a love ballad My tongue is certified with skills to entice thrills I wont bite unless that's what you like I carry the cure to your heart murmur listen to me sing the lyrics in falsetto My cerebellum short-circuits resulting in a malfunction my brain cells slowly start breaking up into miniature molecules ignoring my conscious reasoning with the right side of my brain trying to refrain from carefully contained memories Smitten with love white padded room love is my doom loosing my mind as he plays with my heart thoughts go a muck as chaos leaves me mentally ill shaken dizzy in a maze ~Moonstruck~ as you leave me dazed driving me crazy twisting up my brain got me going insane leaving me craving you the way you mind f**k me leaves me raving mad Your the root that just keeps pushing through my insides blooming inspiration off your seasons I'm a little more remote from my mission sometimes reviewing my Romantics with an abstract brush My heart wrenches from my chest how can words be a catalyst for the passion that exists between one poet for another You get deeper with every stroke your ink leaves stains on my heart cause I feel every word that you write I cant take anymore here baby you finish this ... By Samantha Campbell © 2012 Samantha ~virginpoetAuthor's Note
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