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  Jul 2016 Colleen Mary
chasing vapors
i hate the smell of the alcohol
because it inflames my throat
as it passes through my lungs
and run out of breath

i hate the smell of your scent
because it aches my head
as memories come back
and lose control

i hate the smell of the cigarette
you used to drag off
when you were nervous
distressed and upset

i am that lungs
you promised to keep
but now why are you
impulsively killing me?
Colleen Mary Jul 2016
you know that feeling when you've had too much of something, yet that limit doesn't seem to exist cause you can't get enough?
excited, breathless, flushed, happy
and did i mention, happy?
sunshine can make you feel all of the above
and so can you, babe.
the sun isn't the only one to thank for my glow as of recent-
you make me beam with happiness and always leave me wanting more.
when our bodies are intertwined whether we are being intimate or just cuddling, all of those feelings i brought up above just crash over me.

i love basking in the sun as much as I love the heat that flushes over my entire body whenever we are lying next to each other  
but I can't help hating both at the same exact time....

one too many times i have been burned by the sun (as i have been burned by previous "lovers") & i've just barely escaped being poisoned by the sun and them,
i can't help but worry that you might intoxicate me with your kisses and leave as though i have no more significance to you in your life than the ground below your feet that you walk over all day.
you see though, the problem with this is your absence will turn poisonous instantaneously and will have the same affect on me as sun poisoning.
my heart is fragile
and my body is sweltering
from the sun's heat & your body's heat
but i wish for both to prosper.

you seem to keep the stormy skies away-
please stay a while.
not really sure where this came from but I wanted to write a poem about the sun and how it relates to my happiness. I'm clearly a hopeless romantic and feel deeply with each new "fling" or "lover" if you will that I encounter, however I was trying to make the point that love and the sun can be so powerful and beautiful, yet can leave you burned.
  Jul 2016 Colleen Mary
chris
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I’m doing dumb **** again
like thinking about you
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