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Courtney Modrell Poem
Another Sleepless night,
all Alone.
But you are in my thoughts.
O' How I wish you were here.
I think of the things that we used to do,
The way you made me feel inside,
touching every secret part of me,
letting the passion escape inside.
You becoming mine & I becoming yours.
In a moment of ecstasy.
You run your fingers over my breast.
As I moan with every sweet carress.
Down over my naval;
down past my hips, guiding
yourself inside of me.
Going in deeper and harder with each push.
Love flows inside of me like words of truth like the fountain of youth.
Screaming in pure ecstasy, each
second you are inside of me.
O' How I love you and the things that we do.
Baby,
I just can't get enough of me and you!!
Copyright © Courtney Modrell | Year Posted 2007
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Jagged edges of your broken heart. Only if she hadn't stolen your heart and shattered your hopes and broken these dreams, my heart explodes; for the pain I could not bea. She has all of you, but she doesn't even notice. I pray that you notice me and look my way just for a moment. Hopelessy I await, but you are to scared. Afraid to let go of her and say hello to me. But still I stay. Rejected an dleft alone in my room weeping. This love has cut me much to deeply. I pick up the pieces, all that you left me. Ripped right from my chest and mashed between your teeth, chewed up and spit out. When the truth came to me all along she was the secret that you had been keeping.
Copyright © Courtney Modrell | Year Posted 2005
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You three are always there for me.
You three are like my best friends.
We can talk about everything good & bad.
Even though sometimes it's hard & even though I don't always show it or say it,
I Love You.
We are always together even when we are angry
with eachother.
You three are really great sisters to have.
I Love you three.
Copyright © Courtney Modrell | Year Posted 2007
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Here I sit all alone in this cold dark room.
Alone I am, not a soul around me,
trapped in a room alone.
No one near,
no one to help me become free like a bird.
When Iam freed I will be bigger and
better than I will ever be.
Copyright © Courtney Modrell | Year Posted 2007
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