write something every day

Well I’m doing this again today. Unfortunately it’s a bunch of American Lit essays I’ve been putting off, but hey- it’s writing.

Well I worked on a poem yesterday and today, so I guess that counts. It needs work. And more sex according to my friend. Eh, I’ll post it.
The Crime

My reason, I saw her in the train station just about month ago
Oh my reason, I saw her in the train station twenty eight days ago
I never knew I’d meet her, I know I’ll never let her go.

She jumped through the turn style and embraced her man
She jumped through the turn style and embraced her man
As she ran toward him, I wanted her reaching for my hand.

If she was coming to see me, I would run my fingers through her hair
If she was coming to see me, I would run my fingers through her hair
Snagging my rings in her curls as my hands moved with care.

We skipped the small talk in my thoughts but then she caught my eye
Yes I skipped the courting in my thoughts but then she caught my eye
Was certain she could see the ways we were moving in my mind.

Her eyes raced down my curves and swerved up to my lips
Oh how her eyes raced down my curves and swerved up to my lips
Made a butterfly dive from my stomach to my thighs to my hips.

She sent him to the car and then came my way
She sent him to the car and then came my way
I could only dream of what she was planning to say.

Smiled slowly, rose red lips curled back from her perfect teeth
She smiled slowly, rose red lips curled back from perfect teeth
Said her name was mine to know if I’d meet her at the club on 16th.

Skittish as a foal, met her at the club at 10 as planned
Yes skittish as a foal, met her at the club at 10 just as planned
I’d barely tasted my drink before she grabbed my hand.

Drove me to her place, talked philosophy on the way
Drove me to her place, talked philosophy on the way
Her lips made me hope and her words made me pray.

We sat by the fire to talk destiny and free will
Sat by the fire to talk destiny and our free will
I wondered if she’d quote Kant as she made me trill.

Hands like waves flowing over my sides
Hands like waves flowing over my sides
Made me crash on the rocks from her tides.

Lips, smooth as peachskin, burned on my skin like brands
Her lips, smooth as peachskin, burned my skin like brands
How she threw me up to paradise with her small, swift hands.

Said she’d be visiting her man in four weeks time
She said she’d be visiting that man in four weeks time
But she’d ditch him and make me her partner in crime.

Twenty eight days later, I’m sitting at that same station
Twenty eight days later, I’m sitting at that same station
Waiting for my partner in crime to become my salvation.

Steps off the train, with more bags than before
She steps off the train with more bags than before
And runs into that man’s arms, makes my heart sore.

She sees me over his shoulder, sees my face bright with glee
Oh she sees me over his shoulder, sees my face bright with glee
Pauses for a second, then looks right through me.

My partner in crime links arms with her man
Oh my partner in crime links arms with her man
Walks past me without a glance, as if I were another garbage can.

Her crime of passion was supposed to be me tonight
Yes her crime of passion was supposed to be me tonight
Instead she’s stolen my reason and put out my light.

Comments? It needs something..