Pen is mightier than the sword

Pen is mightier than the sword
Writing what I think, before I say it!

Tuesday, April 17, 2012


Trying to bottle up how I feel
wanting to show you, I am real
so instead offering your finger some round steel
I give you my feelings to wed
I put you down on my organ donor list 
as a recipient to my heart
I make sure every time you breath
I take in your oxygen

I don't want to make sense on how I feel
I just want to write out of control
my heart is speaking in murmuring beats
my brain is half dead when you are not around
you got me faking like I'm hard
with weak knees when I see you coming
I can stand on stage parade poems in the nude
but you
you put me in a shell
that make shyness look outgoing

I'm not blocking this feeling
but I have to be a man sometimes
but it gets difficult when you say my name
or just touch me in a nice way
or look at me in a mean way
and I start melting like chocolate in a child's pocket
your eyes got me shying away
you saying hello causes me to forget what to say

Sitting here shaking
with a handful of flowers stolen from my neighbors yard
a strawberry candy ring
a note saying you will go with me? Check YES or NO
growing up, man up
so I go back to offer you gifts in poems
my feelings you can wed
my heart as my last will of donated love
the best thing money can't buy
but the most priceless thing emotions can afford


By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner Registered & Protected

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