hello kiss

Good morning
to the lips
carved from glaciers,
sending a chill
deep inside
this temple,
this body.
Frozen is my
heart that you've
engulfed
with your touch.
Warmth
beneath the ice,
a kiss
is the price.
So pure, so
honest.
A pair
of lips
speaking a language
only two
can understand.
This
is a chill
that will be
the death of
me.
Hello kiss.
Welcome home,
bliss.

Ciao!

this is me

Today I really wanted to share with everyone a poem I wrote that gives you a glimpse into my heart and soul. All of my poems are personal but this one holds a lot of me in it. I want to color this poem red because that's the color of my spirit :)

I was never the relationship type of girl. I never took the chance of dating someone just to simply have someone there. The first guy I actually dated was someone I didn't even romantically like. My best friend had to talk me into giving him a chance, saying that I might learn to like him in the long run. 

And I did.

But I didn't love him.

I said I did and it was wrong to lie. But I didn't know how to say no. 

I know better now.

You see I'm the type of girl that believes in the old-fashion way of love. You say love because you feel it. You say love because you see it in their eyes. I don't believe that love can tell time, but when it's there, you just know. 

My second boyfriend was my first love. This was hard because I'm the kind of girl that believes in one love. I said I loved him and I meant it. 

I didn't know love could die. 

He left me when things got tough. 

He said he loved me but it wasn't enough. 

I didn't know love could be reborn.

I have a boyfriend that I love very much. I've given him my heart and all of my trust. I know that his heart shares the same feelings as mine but it makes me sad that I can't believe his words. I know he means it when he says he loves me but I can't believe that he will never leave me.

I made that mistake before and I felt a pain I didn't know could exist.

I am not naive.

I am not dramatic.

I believe in the old-fashion way of love.

I have a boyfriend that I love very much. He shouldn't have to wait for me to believe him but he does. And I thank him everyday for being so patient. 

A part of me really hates my ex-boyfriend.

Only because I don't believe an ex should exist. 

It's not his fault.

But he showed me that love could die.

And I never want to cry like that again.

Tell me what you think.

Ciao!

this is why I bite my lip, you prick

Hey everyone! I'm pushing for time but I want to make sure that I hit my "one a day" blog post goal. I do have a makeup look for you all and I will post it up in just a little bit. I was caught up watching the new episode of Sons of Anarchy! But I'm back on track now :)

So until I get the makeup look done I will leave you with a poem titled "This Is Why I Bite My Lip You Prick". Catchy, right?


I've been wondering for days about the juice that fuels this pain.
I feel it seeping through my heart the slowly crawl into my veins.
I feel it bleeding from my eyes then it draws back into my brain.
It wraps around my aching core and faintly pulls away my shame.

I don't worry about bottles like others do to hide their thoughts.
I leave my everything inside me; underneath my skin it rots.
From time to time I peel my layers just to keep the outside raw.
And then I'll burn all my desires just to watch my passion fall.

I take these words to form a rhythm in hopes to match this beating heart.
A little bird flew up and told me that the worst is where you start.
Can we just smash our souls together so we won't face this world apart?
I should have known you'd leave me searching.
You hide away like city stars.

I've been wondering for days about the juice that fuels this pain.

I feel it seeping through my heart the slowly crawl into my veins.

I feel it bleeding from my eyes then it draws back into my brain.

It wraps around my aching core,

Nestled up and here to stay.

Alright so let me know what you guys think!

I'll be back with another post soon :)

Ciao!

away with the streets

Today's blog post is a little different. I've been out of the house all day so I didn't get a chase to do a makeup look but I did promise a post everyday so I will leave you with something else.

A poem. I write poetry on the side and what better way to share it than a blog. I want my readers to know as much of me as I can and I feel poetry leads a deep connection from the writer's mind and their heart. The title is "Away With the Streets". I hope you all enjoy.

There's a little bit of nothing coming my way

There's a little bit of me on the highway

Look what happens when you leave your seat

You end up on the streets

There's my shoe over by the railing

Just in time, a crowd here staring

It's like they've never seen a wreck before

The streets will make you it's whore

Opening doors is never easy

Not when you're firmly tucked in pieces

Airbags can't help you breath in life

The streets will make you fight

I didn't think to turn the wheel

Hell, I didn't think the streets could kill

With a stretch bed they'll come and save me

But the streets will take me

Happy reading :)

Ciao!