Libras Are Indecisive

By XCryingMinotaurX

you could have the deepest brown eyes in the world
and i would still fall aimlessly into your blood red sheets.
id bleed my insides dry
just to hear you freestyle until i demand ur body.

id love to spend the entire night being ur masochistic wet dream,
but im starting to think that id rather be somewhere else...

my insides hurt as much as the bruises on my body
but id wouldnt change the way he brings sunshine to my life
to describe the gleam he gets in his bright blue eyes
would take more words than im willing to share

his smile brightens the universe
to show me the way through pain
and i laughed a thousands fears away
when he let me collapse in his arms

id like to take advantage of your nightly bouts with lust
but it seems like id rather spend my time happily occupied.

to give myself to you
or trust myself to him
professor vs rockstar
lust vs love

you cannot have the sun without the moon
nor live without air
i think the answer is clear

after all

a Libra should never have to choose

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Copyright 2003 XCryingMinotaurX
Published on Monday, December 1, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • KittyStryker On Monday, December 1, 2003, KittyStryker (710)By person wrote:

    oh darling... who gives a shit about professor x? go with your blue eyed lovebug... he's darling... and if a boy cares, he has to show you. prof x burned his bridges... don't listen to his siren song now.

  • XCryingMinotaurX On Tuesday, December 2, 2003, XCryingMinotaurX (20)By person wrote:

    ur right katy...but ive realized he is my inspiration, and i want to hold onto that...no matter what it might cost me.

  • KittyStryker On Tuesday, December 2, 2003, KittyStryker (710)By person wrote:

    mm. yeah... i understabnd that too. good for the poetry, but bad for the soul. i speak a good game... but, heh... i bet i'd snuggle back in his arms if he opened them. like a moth to a flame.

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