Abi, you have inspired me--- I wrote a song of my own! It took my a loooong time though, and it's not exactly.... clean, so I guess, here's the edited version of my song!

Drink the Starlight

callin to me from the fire escape on 6th street

rusty metal creakin, shouts 'n leapin, askin can we meet

gettin off our butts, puttin on my sunglasses, runnin down to meet you

cranin my neck, rearview mirror check, askin what we gonna do

you say, 'let's drink the starlight'

sunset, fiery tongues of love like

heaven's below and hell's up above, I could

reach up and smudge the sky with my finger

a soft kiss and you touch still lingers

8 years old, laughin, wishin on stars and

actin crazed, like spittin on cars like me and you

hey, what we gonna do

when we meet again, i hang my head, scuffed converse toes

smilin while we suffer, road got rougher, burnin those high heels and bows

see your moonlit face and I know my place, speak you wisdom to me

you say 'it's hard to earn their trust, so sorry i lack lust', we break each others' bonds

and we are free

you say 'let's drink the starlight' 

sunset, fiery tongues of love like

heaven's below and hell's up above, I could

reach up and smudge the sky with my finger

a soft kiss and you touch still lingers

8 years old, laughin, wishin on stars and

actin crazed, like spittin on cars like me and you

hey, what we gonna do

"not all who wander are lost"

so tell me then what is the cost

of being here with you

they say that icarus burned

I lack wings, but I have learned that

we're all burning too

so whadda ya say...? let's extinguish the flames

you say 'let's drink the starlight'

you say 'let's drink the starlight'

sunset, fiery tongues of love like

heaven's below and hell's up above, I could

reach up and smudge the sky with my finger

a soft kiss and you touch still lingers

8 years old, laughin, wishin on stars and

actin crazed, like spittin on cars like me and you

like me and you 

hey, what we gonna do 

It's sort of a song I guess... :T

 perfect at points

   .....................

you dont care, do you?

you tease me, play with my hair,

i always tell myself i'll make do,

when you look at me with those golden eyes, it just not fair,

why are you chasing me?

do you truly love this mess?

i break down to my knees,

you always leave with a, "God bless",

i will fight for you, live with peace,

my feelings for you wont cease,

i look at my feet, you lift my head,

asking me why i cry and live with dread,

i say that i dont know.

perfect at points, woah-oh,

my love is perfect at points, woahh-oh

hugs and kisses, to my man,

im your biggest fan.

while other girls fantisize about singers,

ill stick with my hoarse voiced Kai.

your hands with your big fingers,

when you touch my head, oh my,

my heart wants to soar out of my chest,

like we're at some kind of fest

the short girl and the tall dude

and the answer is yes, we will go for some food,

perfect at points, woahh-oh

my love is perfect at points, woah-oh

hugs and kisses to my man,

you know how im your biggest fan.

and when you lift my head,

you say, "Cutie." i shoot back a smile and say,

"marry me, this september,

i'll give you love, love and shelter,

i truly need you in my life, so, please,

marry me?"

you look at me and say, "sure, ill make it perfect at points." 

Oh, wow, I haven't written poetry in such a long time....well, here it goes!

~~~~~

Lacquered crimson bloodwood,  

Golden-seashell latches;

The scent of cinnamon, wafting,

Before a soft sigh falls from my lips.

Dragging through the streets,

Drifting, cobble stone adorned;

Fluttering like a butterfly,

On this day of frigid red and orange;

Yet, still warmth is found, somewhere,

Gently drawing me closer;

Away from the memories that I

Can never hope to forget.

I can only move forward, despite my

Inability to forget, but at the same time,

Painfully aware of the fact

that I must live in the present. 

Still, as the chilled breeze blows

Through my hair, across my face,

I seem to return again

to that fateful

Autumn

day. 

This isn’t really a poem, it’s more of a few random rhyming lines that sound okay together.

Paper birds and wispy trees

Roaring waves and silent sea

Fragile secrets, fragile words

Sunlit sky and whispered pleas 

French

~~~~~

A sweet, shrill song pierces the dawn

It rings out, trilling and curling

Like smoke from incense;

The tails of the words,

Cut off, like they never existed

Trapped in self-constucted  

eternal prisons;

Indeed, like a caged bird 

Whose beautiful song flies

With poise and elegance, 

As if trying to take the place 

Of her wistful owner;

Alone she sits, unlike the rest

With her lilting accent and

Rounded "n"s,

And choked "r"s, 

And "h"s lost to the sands of time.