Heart in a metal crate

I remember the days of laughter and joy
Where falling in love was the only ploy
Now I am laying here feeling like a toy

At night I still smell your scent
Those night time tears are imminent
So I use this blog to vent

About how despite how I'm hurt I still crave you
And think of you several times a day too
Recalling the days I called you boo

I think about how I still find myself unable to date
Sometimes it feels like that'll be my fate
And to keep this heart locked in a metal crate

Fucking Lost

Losing myself
And losing my faith
With No sense of self
Cynicism has me reduced to a wraith

I am dying of thirst
For a love that will quench me
I had a real love and that was the worst
Because in the end it nearly killed me

I think of him still, several times a day
Agonizing over his beautiful face
I never want that image to go away
Nor the look of tenderness he'd give me with every embrace

Now I am stuck, unable to move forward
Broken inside and sometimes outside
So fucking lost, can't walk norward
So I am going to just stay here, an forever hide

Cold Heart

I was asked the other day if I was single, I said yes.

This guy responded, '"Damn, how is a girl like you available?"

I told him I said I was single, not available.

Then I explained:

"I am in love with a beautiful man

Who broke my heart so bad it feels beyond repair

Crazy in love..I feel like a madman

This amount of pain just isn't fair''

He comes at me with this awesome bullshit about how he can help heal me and I said:

Äs much as I can't wait to not end my nights crying 

And passing his old building sighing

This pain here is something I am owning

With all its sorrow and mourning

Because this pain right here is proof

That this fickle heart is not always aloof

This heart is currently cold and broken

And it's only gotten colder with every word you've spoken...""

Lust at first sight

Her lips so soft and luxurious, as I kiss them I feel myself falling deeper.

Her tongue dances on mine as her smooth hands slide from the top of my shoulders and down my arms. I have goosebumps, my heart is beating fast, and my palms are sweaty. She moves her hips to touch mine and slowly we both sway with her leading me to the wall. The music is blaring and pounding, but nothing is louder than the beat of my heart. I can feel myself burning up everywhere; down my arms, through my ear lobes. down and down south...

Her hair bounces from side side to side, her curls inviting my hands to grab them. As i grab her head with a cupful of hair, I pull her closer. 

She understands this as an invitation and wraps her arms around my waist and rests her hands on the tail of my spine. As I  nibble on her lip, I feel her excitement and grabs my ass with both hands. With my hands I pull her head away and look in her eyes. Her hazel bright eyes become windows to the hunger bubbling up inside her and it immediately turns me on. Her emerald green leather skirt is are hanging low on her hips and I can't help but outline her pelvic bone with my index finger...