My kind of night

Weeping thoughts of things lovers do to fool you into being captured again.

Touch of a hand while stealing a kiss. Trying to make me remember regret at it’s finest.

I push them aside as I stare up at this half moon and put the ring back on the shelf.

We have nothing more than friendship at best. Standing the test of time and the space it takes to let your vices take over.

C L Cunningham

Misconceptions of misconduct 

Stomp of my foot and the wrath of my words are meant to break down barriers as fear builds up walls.

I am no different than the average. I want my dreams to be real. Have no inhibitions to say what I feel on a daily basis. 

I’ll find peace in solitude and hope in love and my future in your eyes. I’ll push and I’ll pull. I’m good at playing the fool as long as it’s a fool for you. 

  
I’ll right my wrongs.

 Try again and again just to get next to you. 

Yes,I shut down when I think your playing around instead speaking from a place that we both know to be true. 

Play music at midnight listening to all the songs about Mr. Do Right with only a image of you etched on my brain. 

I’m soft to the touch and hard to miss,but I’m honest as sh*t whenever I say that I love you. 

Your the apple of my eye and the reason why I keep sending virtual vibes via social media. 

I’m yours forever and always.

 I’m ready for whatever as long as we end up together in this crazy thing we call life.

C.L Cunningham 

Poet 

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