You're a mascara disaster at best,
Dressed in your intentions;you lay on the bed.
My hand on your thigh and my lips to your ear,
Whispering "Take it all off. Your best color never was red."
You like it better against the wall, don't you?
With softly spoken "I love you"'s against the nape of your neck.
Teeth and bones scattered around the bed; our temple.
Leaving the same grotesque scene as a hideous car wreck.
You'll wake up undressed again;
Take your money and run.
You've got good looks and I've got bad intentions,
But all is fair in love and war; we've just begun.
Strip yourself of your bad habits because
You've got twenty four hours to figure me out.
Mascara stains our last nights bed
As you put your clothes back on and ask yourself "How?"
Your tears are blowing everything out of proportion.
So please my darling, put the tears to bed.
The is a snap shot moment with lust driven motions.
Tell me now, tell me, are these words going over your head?
You'll wake up undressed again;
Take your money and run.
You've got good looks and I've got bad intentions,
But all is fair in love and war; the war has just begun.
You've got twenty four hours to figure me out
But in the mean time I'll take advantage of you.
Kissing collarbones and windshields against trees;
Intimacy and car wrecks are all that's pulling you through
Author notes
'Auron, it's been 10 years!
Written August 18th, 2006
A contest entry
- Round One of Five by Kei-Aira.
450 points, ended February 5, 2008, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This was a deep piece and certainly hits the heart of this woman. Full of great emotion and imagery. Thanks for sharing and best wishes to you. Keep that pen handy dear poet.
♥ Touchof1der -
daaaaaaaaaaamn wonderful poem!!!!!!!!!!!!
ceci -
It's heartless and full of emotion at the same time. This peice is incredible! It would make an awesome song.
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wow im speechless ... wow
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Thanks for the comment means alot I am sorry my title made u cry... But most men I think don't realize how pretty girls or women are until they either leave them or until they walk away from them but thanks...
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Perfectly Played Passion.
This sounds like a song....it's so beautiful....I love it seriously, I mean..your writing is so unique and purifying to me I love it really I do.. <3 *Jo* P.S....the title of this poem made me cry -
love it
kool i love this poem.
--Blessed be--
Bradhadair -
I absoulutly love your poem, its great! Heehe!
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thanks for the comment...
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incredible
This is really great. It flows perfectly, and it's compelling from the beginning. I don't really understand this line: "Kissing collarbones and windshields against trees" -- did you accidentally switch "and" and "against"? or maybe I'm just missing something (I do that a lot). Overall though, absolutely fantastic work. Keep it up. -
Thanks It means alot...
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I love it.
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