Road Trip with Orlando by Beth K HannahLuring me out with Orlando Bloom
As if those soulful brown eyes
Were mine to gaze into
Sadly, I will forever reside with remnants of beautiful boys.
Ones who'll never accept me as a whole
---they will try to twist me and bend me
Realizing my breaking point is farther
Off their radar then they will ever go.
I will have night chats with Ani.
As she silently persuades me to change
My sexuality. Always forgetting I can't stand
The taste of fish.
And I will readily go into the night with my goddess
Her ever luminescent dusk clings to me days after.
I cannot get past her eye lashes
I will never get the taste of her skin
From under my fingernails.
I will forever sleep alone
I am the only one who loves me like I do
Who else will hold me when the midnight beasts call
And I see my past in every boy that I fuck.
My heart is sore as are my eyes.
From constantly searching but never seeing
The path that lays at my doorstep.
02/16/2006 Author's Note: This is inspired by Elizabethtown.
"She had eyes so blue they looked like weather. When she needed me I wasn't there." --Tom Petty
Posted on 02/17/2006 Copyright © 2024 Beth K Hannah
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