_g - Hello Poetry

ill give you the first golden light of the morning, sunbeams warm against your skin the first star in the night sky, cupped in the palms of my hands, dripping soft light and spilling out onto my bedroom floor as we exchange secrets the first breath i breathe when you pull away, a whisper of your name on my tongue the first touch, soft hungry hands and the way they search and find a place once longed for the first kiss and the way your mouth found mine teeth clinking together like wine glasses, a celebration of finely aged love two lovers many firsts, always forevers.

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Sep 12, 2021

Sep 12, 2021 at 9:53 PM UTC

first

ill give you the first golden light of the morning, sunbeams warm against your skin the first star in the night sky, cupped in the palms of my hands, dripping soft light and spilling out onto my bedroom floor as we exchange secrets the first breath i breathe when you pull away, a whisper of your name on my tongue the first touch, soft hungry hands and the way they search and find a place once longed for the first kiss and the way your mouth found mine teeth clinking together like wine glasses, a celebration of finely aged love two lovers many firsts, always forevers.

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we kissed for the first time behind a coffee shop. in the haze of morning her hand found mine warm morning air settled on our skin i kissed her at a stop sign in the dark. foot on the brake, heartbeats whispering between breaths, “green light green light green light” her face shrouded in warm candle light. her hand in the water of the bath i lay in ”don’t get your sleeve wet” ”i don’t mind”

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Aug 28, 2021

Aug 28, 2021 at 6:03 PM UTC

our august

we kissed for the first time behind a coffee shop. in the haze of morning her hand found mine warm morning air settled on our skin i kissed her at a stop sign in the dark. foot on the brake, heartbeats whispering between breaths, “green light green light green light” her face shrouded in warm candle light. her hand in the water of the bath i lay in ”don’t get your sleeve wet” ”i don’t mind”

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i want her hands to travel the mountains and valleys of my curves, the twisting road map of my bones her soft words like campfire warmth, spreading through the night matches striking their box set alight with every little spark

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Mar 11, 2021

Mar 11, 2021 at 8:25 PM UTC

sparks

i want her hands to travel the mountains and valleys of my curves, the twisting road map of my bones her soft words like campfire warmth, spreading through the night matches striking their box set alight with every little spark

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the way they gaze, eyes on me, like i'm their prize im theirs forever.

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Jul 13, 2020

Jul 13, 2020 at 10:55 PM UTC

their gaze

the way they gaze, eyes on me, like i'm their prize im theirs forever.

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forgive me for the tears i've counted every year i've missed her kisses

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Jul 5, 2020

Jul 5, 2020 at 12:27 AM UTC

i've counted every year

forgive me for the tears i've counted every year i've missed her kisses

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i never thought that longing could break apart ribs but now my heart knows

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Jul 2, 2020

Jul 2, 2020 at 10:25 PM UTC

longing

i never thought that longing could break apart ribs but now my heart knows

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the snow covers everything soft ice cold snowflakes fall on my tongue they cover my hair a gentle crown snowflakes on my skin freezing blue on my back on the ground staring into the night sky frozen fingers curling into the snow iced eyelashes quiet. soft. cold.

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Jan 23, 2019

Jan 23, 2019 at 7:06 PM UTC

winter.

the snow covers everything soft ice cold snowflakes fall on my tongue they cover my hair a gentle crown snowflakes on my skin freezing blue on my back on the ground staring into the night sky frozen fingers curling into the snow iced eyelashes quiet. soft. cold.

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i can hear it in the way your voice sounds. the way you laugh, the way i can see your smile through the speakers knowing that big heart carries worries and hardships that i will never know. like quiet refrigerator humming, i can feel the pit of your stomach in mine. i can see the way the ivy of the ocean spills and rushes around your neck the climbing waters rooting into you. after the quiet days you will give me a meter and i can feel my heart start running miles, reaching for you, trying to figure out some way to pick up all of this broken glass so you won’t get cut on the sharp edges. i’m trying to save this sand that is spilling from my chest into my overflowing hands, so we can build a home together. trying to bail the water out of the hull of your ship so the salt won’t touch your lips, because the ocean is deep and wide and so, so much blue but it isn’t enough to even try and keep me from you. i will swim out until im so tired im gasping, so i can carry you out of the deep, brush the jellyfish from your hair, and whisper to the starfish that have found home in your eyes til they slide away back to their tidepools. i will kiss the salt away and smother you in fresh water and warm hands to hold. i know you are sailing in rough waters, the waves beat against my door and it makes me sea sick knowing you’re so far out. i will turn on the lighthouse and stretch my arms as far as they will go, reaching to pull you back safely to the shoreline, reaching to bring you home.

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Sep 24, 2018

Sep 24, 2018 at 4:53 PM UTC

stormy waters

i can hear it in the way your voice sounds. the way you laugh, the way i can see your smile through the speakers knowing that big heart carries worries and hardships that i will never know. like quiet refrigerator humming, i can feel the pit of your stomach in mine. i can see the way the ivy of the ocean spills and rushes around your neck the climbing waters rooting into you. after the quiet days you will give me a meter and i can feel my heart start running miles, reaching for you, trying to figure out some way to pick up all of this broken glass so you won’t get cut on the sharp edges. i’m trying to save this sand that is spilling from my chest into my overflowing hands, so we can build a home together. trying to bail the water out of the hull of your ship so the salt won’t touch your lips, because the ocean is deep and wide and so, so much blue but it isn’t enough to even try and keep me from you. i will swim out until im so tired im gasping, so i can carry you out of the deep, brush the jellyfish from your hair, and whisper to the starfish that have found home in your eyes til they slide away back to their tidepools. i will kiss the salt away and smother you in fresh water and warm hands to hold. i know you are sailing in rough waters, the waves beat against my door and it makes me sea sick knowing you’re so far out. i will turn on the lighthouse and stretch my arms as far as they will go, reaching to pull you back safely to the shoreline, reaching to bring you home.

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you should sleep. *i can't. are you tired?* *no, i wanna talk to you.* sunlight streaming through windows, soft skin, a dream with warm brown eyes, a sleepy snowfall of kisses and snowflakes stuck to eyelashes, honey spilling over the floor, love spilling through lips, sleep stuck under fingernails and pulling mouths into long drawn out yawns, the night leaving its soft bruises under eyes, hearts beating slow as the sun creeps its way up through the sky, time dripping like molasses goodnight goodnight *i love you* *i love you too*

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Dec 13, 2017

Dec 13, 2017 at 12:15 PM UTC

sleep

you should sleep. *i can't. are you tired?* *no, i wanna talk to you.* sunlight streaming through windows, soft skin, a dream with warm brown eyes, a sleepy snowfall of kisses and snowflakes stuck to eyelashes, honey spilling over the floor, love spilling through lips, sleep stuck under fingernails and pulling mouths into long drawn out yawns, the night leaving its soft bruises under eyes, hearts beating slow as the sun creeps its way up through the sky, time dripping like molasses goodnight goodnight *i love you* *i love you too*

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we are the wild youth. with lungs full of ocean water and ribs stained red with sunsets and roses we have lilacs and honey dripping from our frozen fingertips with watermelon smiles and candle wax eyes, we pull at our star dusted skin and howl to the moon. and with heads full of midnight and our veins swimming in twilight, we dream our big dreams and pull down the stars, begging for our wishes to come true

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Sep 4, 2017

Sep 4, 2017 at 9:17 AM UTC

wild youth

we are the wild youth. with lungs full of ocean water and ribs stained red with sunsets and roses we have lilacs and honey dripping from our frozen fingertips with watermelon smiles and candle wax eyes, we pull at our star dusted skin and howl to the moon. and with heads full of midnight and our veins swimming in twilight, we dream our big dreams and pull down the stars, begging for our wishes to come true

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