Why does this always happen to me

On the corner of the street, waiting for you

Standing in the rain cause you want to meet, should have thought it through

What will I say, hope I don't make a fool of myself

Should have brought a gift, where are you? I heard you say twelve

Find a pen in my pocket and a notepad in my bag

Maybe I should write a poem, damn the paper is starting to sag

Minutes pass by, on my last line, the sky isn't clearing anytime soon

Where can you be? it's half an hour pass noon

I sit and wait until I receive a text from you

It says you can't come, you made a mistake and your sorry too

Read it twice and once more to make sure

I sink low, sick of this feeling, where is the cure?

All I can think is why again?

Soaked in despair, drenched in hate

Submerged in sadness and drowning in pain

My heart is the one to blame, last time, won't happen again

I Rip it from it's veins, tear it vessels, out blood flies

I Fall to my knees, and cry from my eyes

Scream my lungs dead while yelling to the skies

This is the only way to set myself free

...Why does this always happen to me?

Orchestra

When you gaze at me, you put the spotlight on me

A composer on this stage, Blinded by your curiosity.

Wondering if there's something more behind my eyes

So my answer to you lies..

in this dedication and this is how it goes..

My heart conducts the emotions that streams through my veins,

Through my harped vessels that when strummed, it takes away your pain.

Reaches my palms, do you feel the bass vibe through my fingers while we hold hands,

Listen to the keys play while I whisper swift melodies to your canals.

Feel the Flutes winds flourish on your lips when we kiss, while I feel your breath,

Hear the snared rhythm my heart plays , sensing liberation while you lay on my chest.

Hear the sounds of my feet like cymbals to your beat.

Feel the chimes on your face with my fingers I'll whish caress.

Like a saxophone I'll hum on your silhouette,

We'll dance throughout the night with our sounds of trumpets.

Hear the whistles of my soul in your head,

got me under your skin like sinatra said

To let you know my heart plays for ya,

My body is your own orchestra.

Mine

What are you afraid of love?

Scared of thinking of me, on your mind constantly, me you can't get rid of.

Scared to commit yourself to what is so real,

Baby you know my sense of touch, you know you love what you feel.

Don't walk away from it or me

Stay by my side, you light the path, with you I see

In this world that's filled with the dark,

Don't pay no mind to others, with this in history, we'll forever leave a mark.

Please be mine is all I can say, till you wind up the courage

To embrace the we and come back to me with us as the image

In your gallery as a one of a kind

With love like this, there's no other we need to search , or find

..Please be kind

and be mine...

be mine..