Aug 14, 2013

I wonder
would it help, could I fix us if I just turned the lights down
and we drown in our former selves
have sex with each other
and ourselves -

relationship worked better when there was more
than just the two of us.

I am sorry that all my poems are about infidelity, ha ha
Raven M Coulter
Raven M Coulter
Aug 17, 2013

When did it suddenly become normal,
To never commit to anything.
It's not just in certain towns or cities it's all over.
Marriages are ending faster.
While people are having kids,
Who's brothers and sisters don't share the same two parents.
And daddy isn't there or mommy's having an affair.
There's no love put into it,
No possible future for anyone
What happened to only being with,
One person that makes you feel love.
They make you feel amazing,
For more than just a couple of weeks,months,or years,
But that's the issue isn't it?
We get bored,
It's not fun anymore,
We don't feel like they take our breath anymore.
Then we start to wonder what they did wrong,
Or even what you did wrong,
You look for someone to blame.
Truth is you weren't looking for something,
You wanted love for the moment,
But that's ok because your not the only one,
Look around you,
It's not normal to be settled and happy with just,

Dec 30, 2012

as New Year arrives, darling,
                                                             ­                                       consider where your lips are.

You've got to love those old family favourite games of Christmas's past...
Maya Menon
Maya Menon
6 days ago

What is a pout?
What is a pout if your lips
are not there to kiss it?
It isn't anyone's invitation
but yours.
So let blushing pilgrims
host a wedding with
dark colors and no guests
but your lips and this pout.
You may now kiss.

#love   #kiss   #faith   #lips   #soul   #mate   #shakespeare   #pouts   #monogamy  
Who seek to find monogamy,

Who seek to find monogamy,
Pursuing it from bed to bed--
I think they would be better dead."

unilateral monogamy
Jun 6, 2013      Jun 7, 2013

tempestuous heartache
   & sundried tears
exhaled whispers
   & combustible caresses

unilateral monogamy
   & bipolar love
singular sensations
   & conjoined sensuality

degrading hopelessness
   & elevated vulnerability
decelerated time
   & soaring spirituality

  Who seek to find monogamy,

Accursed from their birth they be
  Who seek to find monogamy,
Pursuing it from bed to bed--
  I think they would be better dead.

Woman wants monogamy;

Woman wants monogamy;
Man delights in novelty.
Love is woman's moon and sun;
Man has other forms of fun.
Woman lives but in her lord;
Count to ten, and man is bored.
With this the gist and sum of it,
What earthly good can come of it?

If monogamy is it’s own form of sickness
Sara Estelle Grayum
Sara Estelle Grayum
Feb 13      Feb 13

If monogamy is it’s own form of sickness
If those in ‘love’ are those in illness 

If those moving on are those in stillness 

If the calm before the storm is really
what you should prepare for

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