I was sitting in the dining room, watching football; I felt as if a peice of me was missing. I searched inside myself, and found this.
Restrictions and desires of a teenager
Arising deep within me,
A desperate passion;
to be washed away with the sweetest smell of your perfume.
Anew desperate desire;
Unlike that of which I have ever felt before;
Takes up its place in my soul;
As you stand by my side.
I go on a journey;
Travelling in a candy-lined ship,
Riding on a tidal wave of passion and desire,
Then so near to the point four old mountains stand before us,
and below them the shore of responsibility.
Regretfully turning back;
My heart beating sadly,
Like the deepest metronome,
I wait for the time to pass,
For the mountains looming shadow to pass,
And the shore of responsibility,
To sink underneath the white foam,
Of my sea.
When the time comes;
I can fire up,
In the late night;
Of my bright white.
Poetry by Ryker-Lei Glasgow
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Written on 2008-11-30 at 18:46
Tags Teenage  Desire  Hormones
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