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Annete Jan 2018
I leaned back
And started falling
Into the haze
Of your scent,
Absorbing the *****
From your fingertips,
Saturating from your
Deep brown eyes.


It only takes seconds
But feels forever,
I bite my lip
As you watch me land
On your white bed sheets.
Annete Dec 2017
How did you found me,
Wandering soul
Running in circles of love?

Were you excited
To jump in my flow
After the night in The Grove?

Were you that cruel
Stopping the rivers,
Cutting my last breathing cord?

Beautiful fool
I spot in the mirror,
Whom you so gracefully lured.
praising your great skills in stealing my heart
Annete Mar 2018
The distorted beauty perception
These girls have
All because you’ve told them
What they are and aren’t.

Bold sacrifices
Of timorous females
All for your only
Empyreal praise

There is no harm for you
To give them the sky
And see their glory
In the morning light.

For that every girl
Is a stardust
In her own shape and color,
In her light.

For that every girl
A tidal wave
Of glowing morning
And a silent night.
Annete May 2018
What’s it on my lips,
You want to taste?
What’s it on my cheeks,
You want to touch?
What’s it on my nose,
You want to smell?
What’s it in my ears,
You want to hear?

What’s it in my hair,
You want to pull?
What’s it on my neck,
You want to bite?
What’s it on my hips,
You want to sway?
What’s it in my hands,
You want to grab?

What was on my back,
You chased so well,
Thinking that in was just lust.
When, in fact, you’ve found
Love
Looking straight into my eyes.
Annete Dec 2017
You have to understand
I am alive too
And need to breathe
In order to exist
What would you feel like
If I’d take all the air?
give me life
Annete Dec 2017
Each night before bedtime,
Just like the artist on his poorest, in the dark
I am creating Characters
To get away and travel
Without leaving bed.
It’s my endowment
And my curse
As I go miles far
But always end up next to you
I am an artist
Annete Dec 2017
Closer as she comes
Weary flowers blossom anew.
Wounded heart seems to forget
Its ache.
Perplexed soul halts wandering,
As lips rise with the purest smile.
She sights beauty
In your despondency
A Mother’s love
That heals the world.
Inspired by my Mother and dedicated to each and every other one.
Annete Dec 2017
I took the dress off
And there you saw
Constellations on my skin,
All the stars,
Backwards of my loving
Every part of you.
All my feels imprinted here
Collarbone in scars.
Annete Jan 2018
In all these times and matters
You are coming to me
As plain and simple
As the sound of sunrise.
Hush and listen,
It's the beginning of the day
Where I’m no longer yours.
Annete Dec 2017
Who we are
To interfere with Universe?
And ruin the paths
She had destined for us.
In our very own selfishness
Blinding the truth
We’re not meant to be together.
Annete Dec 2017
When I sing the lyrics
Of my favorite songs
And feel through every line
I wonder, how did they
Came up with the words
As I sense that they were mine.
sing for me
Annete Dec 2017
Hideous creature,
Monster in the flesh
Living in your mind,
Feeding of your veins.
You raised it
Darkest shade of black
Hatred in your heart.
Annete Dec 2017
You were the sound of waterfall.
Great and mighty
You broke your waters
On the underlying stones.
I was foolishly brave to dive in
And impudent to fell.

You threw me so keen
And once I collapsed
All of the sounds came out of my body
Odd feeling
The world is on mute.
Annete Dec 2017
I was silent
You weren’t listening
As only night was whispering

No chance,
Let go,
Don’t hurt yourselves.

But anyway,
You weren’t listening
And I was silent.
why we wrecked
Annete Dec 2017
The worst ache went through
As mind tried to escape the body.
I stand still
Yet, exploding.
I’m losing battle
To myself.
to my pain
Annete May 2018
I feel
There’s you
In every sunlight.
Touching my skin
So warm.
I know it will burn me
The longer I’m staying
But I’m hesitating
To run.
Annete Dec 2017
Why do they say
Love doesn’t exist?
When I’m looking at you
And seeing this

Marvelous crystals -
Intangible sight
Your particles gleam
In the beaming of light

How can they say
Love doesn’t exist?
When in kissing you
I was a bliss.
imagine
Annete Dec 2017
I woke up
To wildflowers at my table
Which you’ve gathered
Dark late night.
Truly beautiful,
Although I’ve got allergic
Like they were warning me
Of who you are.
And only now I sense it as a sign

— The End —