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alavandala Jan 2014
there are a lot of stars in the sky
a lot of places where the beauty is unable to be
accurately described by the words of the human mind

but i'd much rather be
right there
in your room with you
and that thought scares me
more than any
burning ball of fire filled with gases
waiting waiting waiting patiently to explode
into the darkness into the emptiness into the
unknown
alavandala Jan 2014
connect me
ground me
slap me
kiss me
show me that there's something worth living for
tell me that i can do it
the grass and green and
the winter was long
but spring is here
i know the weatherman called for rain
but the sky is looking pretty blue
to me
what about you?
and the flowers
oh, the ******* flowers
alavandala Jan 2014
you show your love indirectly
Always thinking about the consequences Always
thinking about the "what if's" Always thinking
about the possibilities

i, when i love, am more of a direct kind of gal
Always on impulse Never caring Never stopping
to think just wanting to get my point across

You are my teacher and I am your student
teach me of the world and all things in it
teach me about up and teach me about down
teach me how to grow
teach me control teach me precision
teach me human, teach me humility.
rid me of my futility

teach me of the world and i will show you how to
love yourself. teach me of the world and i will show
you what it's like.
i am a bat without a voice in the
middle of a winter night
one of those nights where the snow has stopped
falling but you can't see the street or the grass or the
treetops or your-hand-in-front-of-your-*******-face
Anything really
Anything but white
Midnight
and it is February because we all know
it does not snow
in December anymore
it moved away a long time ago
looking for sunnier days
looking for happier times
not realizing it was the actual problem
only tired of being the coldest rain
wait
i am (obviously) lost

come


come

find

me

i have allowed myself to get snowed into the
confines of my mind and well the trash is piling up
and i am running out of food

you keep me on my towns
i'll bring you back down
or maybe it's the other way around
(i am not sure yet it just sounded good)

teach me all the lessons you would like
i just want your mind.
i just want your time
for this is all i, myself, have to give
to you. do not take advantage.

do not expect what you cannot give (trust)
Trust.
do not leave and i will not stay
i think this is all i have to say
alavandala Jan 2014
Jahar-

i am so sorry
for this you did not deserve
a simmering government
a country in denial
you are 19 just like me
with curls and a way with words
you didn't deserve this but
you're one of the few that can handle it
"It's because of stories like this
  and such occurrences that make
  a Positive change in this world"
I want You to know that your cries
have not fallen upon deaf ears
they have been heard
they have been heard and together
together we will overcome this monster
together we will take back what we so rightfully deserve
i can't stop my tears from falling
i know you are hurting
we all are

we all are.

but you see the light and so we will follow you, Jahar
into the darkness
alavandala Jan 2014
Words
           are just concentrated thoughts

and i think
             they are really great but

sometimes i wish i could
concentrate my thoughts
Directly To You

sometimes i wish you understood
what i was going through
               sometimes i wish you cared. more

sometimes i wish that i cared at all
then i remember
                                                        ­      i do.

but it's not enough

for me, for you

i am nothing
alavandala Jan 2014
my journey began
and ended at twilight
i didn't know that just yet
but it was an uneducated guess
that i was willing to take

my eyes caressed the valley
lit by the faint glow
of the autumn crescent moon
looking for nothing in particular
but everything
simultaneously

something to marvel at would be
the way the owl shoots out sound waves
and they travel across the desolate air
entering my mind

this is a primitive moment
something time will always hope to be
but never quite make it there

it wouldn't matter if the trees grew upside down
we wouldn't know the difference
alavandala Jan 2014
your eyes
bluer than any sky i could ever dream of
your voice
sweeter than the sugar i put in my tea
on Sunday morning
(if i drank tea)
i want you,
not in a physical sense
(actually yes in a physical sense)
but your soul
your soul is what i want
what i need, what i crave
do you feel the same for me?
the things i would do to you
the things i will do to you
the many times i will kiss you
it's only been a half hour
but i miss you
this is the start of something beautiful
this blood in my veins
it's for you.
all for you, my love
it's almost half past three in the morning
all i can think of is your face
how i want to hold each of your cheeks in my hands
and kiss you like you've never known
the thought of you consumes me
every second
it's only been a week
we haven't even really touched yet
i want to know every inch of you
to savor every piece of your beautiful body
i will show you a love you have never known
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