I’ve never seen someone sleep so peacefully.
I’m watching him now, just occasionally glancing.
Nothing odd, he’s just in my sight.
A peculiar face, carved beautifully.
I’ve never met someone ive struggled to read
As much as the person I’m sitting by.
I look into his eyes, and I can’t just cant tell.
His deep mind, I want to pull out and pry.
I wonder how he feels, about this and everything.
Perhaps I ask too many questions, maybe too curious.
I want to know how he feels about that, you know.
If he felt the same, like something serious.
I guess I could always ask, but I will admit I’m cowardly.
But just with these things, they can be difficult.
My chest hurts a little as I write this, beating loud.
Sleep deprivation, to get as much time as possible.
I wonder if that’s why he stays up till sunrise.
When its just us two and the moon.
I just want to know what he thinks, how he feels.
I may rot if I don’t find out soon.
I’m already craving more, is that bad?
He is still asleep, I’m waiting for him to wake.
I wonder what he will say
And from this, what will we make?
The draw is strong, like a magnet.
I wonder if he senses the same.
Our cosmic energies align perfectly.
Like a spark waiting, ready to burst into flame.
He looks at me across the fire
And it makes me nervous
I wonder what he sees
Anything deeper? Or only just the surface?
This is different, this is completely new
For once, I don’t know where he will take me
If I take this leap, I will have no clue.
Nov 5, 2022
Nov 5, 2022 at 7:22 PM UTC
I am in quite a predicament, you see
There are new textures I can feel
This corduroy feels soft to me
The moment is only now and only real.
I melt into warmth, and only warmth
Carpet is the only way I can describe this
Patterned and aligned but soft
My fingers weave a pattern with each kiss
The taste of a smoker
A familiar taste, knowing and real
It does not bother me
A strange sense of intimacy I can feel
Lingering touch, further reaches
A gentle holding of the fingers
I think about it for too long
A bit too long
This kiss is different, and that is new
Lips match, perfect in time
A warm tingle, a passionate pull
Something I have longed to feel
I suppose I’ve started to write poetry again
That’s how I know its ******
Because now I’m in my feelings
And hard decisions ****
Nov 5, 2022
Nov 5, 2022 at 7:11 PM UTC
i study, i study, i study
it over and over again
the words dance all in my mind
but still, over and over again
i fail to remember and to retain
Jun 18, 2020
Jun 18, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
burning log in a lonely fire place
the flame burns heavily and sweltering
the fire is hot, burning a hell pace
my aorta, veins, a pained, red hot tinge
unkempt rage paired with undying detest
a symphony, chorus of betrayal
undying, thud in my chest does not rest
a song of white lies, your anthem for all
so where does my feelings fit in all this?
a deep void of explosions and colours
a feeling of euphoria, i miss
with every flutter, my heart gets duller
as long as you live, i hope you see through
see your heart, its nature cold, hard and cruel
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 9:06 PM UTC
i am scared of home
i am scared of coming to
a home without you
Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC
how did i manage to let you
let someone see right through me
Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 9:43 PM UTC
Aphrodite, oh sweet Aphrodite.
Cast your gaze on me, cast a spell on me.
Give your warm embrace, kiss me under the soft moonlight.
Oh sweet Aphrodite, Oh sweet Aphrodite.
Oh, I wish I could see you everyday.
Even if the clouds choke out the sunlight.
Even when the rain anchors me to the earth.
Just stay with me, even just only for tonight.
I'm so infatuated, I would do anything for you.
Just to see if you're okay.
Even for a second, for a glimpse of your face.
I just wish I could see you everyday.
Things are stressful, sometimes I feel like I could drown.
And sink into the sand, to disappear.
But when I gaze into your teals, the strain collapses.
Sinks away like the ground beneath my feet.
Sweet Aphrodite, I just wish you were here.
Forever more, just to love you my dear.
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 7:29 PM UTC
Do i dare speak of him?
The fie which corrupted the soil of our Inverness?
T'was a dream conjured deep in my heart, darkened.
One might say, it was thy hand that grasped the dagger
Yet thy refuse to perceive it so.
Refrain me from the sweetness of Hope's spiteful tongue
Let not it take my naked frailities, my valour.
T'was not my vaulting ambition which o'erleaps itself and falls on th'other.
Though his eyes spoke of his intent, he could not bear the ****** dagger himself.
I pity his fragility, his virtues clear yet no more a man than i.
Too full is he of the milk of human kindness. I hath unsex myself, to therefore bear the fruit of Cawdor.
Unsex me i say? Strip me of this pity. Hie thee, sightless substances enter my home and make me fell, the golden round is merely a breath away.
The Sun shall not see me as it wakes, soon I will no longer be heat-oppressed.
Macbeth does ****** sleep, and so shall i.
Hurry, sweet equivocator.
The guilt spilt stains my skin, as does thine.
I had liv'd a blessed time, yet now there's nothing serious in mortality.
The hell-fire spits at my feet, yet never reaches my heart.
Oh, torture it is, hell-gates open not.
Must i stand by, licked by the flames of Beelzebub yet never truly entering?
Oh woe is me.
My mouth is bitter, the taste of my near'st of life cold.
I see no need to wail, alas the time has come for the devil to cast me.
Please't be readily and alight.
God plead for this to be my final night.
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 12:01 AM UTC
he said, "your eyes are like jewels"
she said, "But they're only a dull shade of brown"
"I know, but they match your auburn hair"
she frowned "Your eyes are a beautiful blue"
"They are a diamond in my eyes, because they belong to you"
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 10:28 PM UTC
I take a bite out of a sweet pink peach.
The taste is sugary and crispy.
Its skin is soft and fuzzy, its hands keep my hands from getting cold
I smile and kiss the top of the peach.
The peach is still here , even when the green leaf had died and turned to dust
I want to keep the peach safe, i have never found one so rare and perfect
I found myself a treasure, one that would never be worth the highest bid.
I take another bite of the peach, its sweet and tells me how much it misses me
I smile again, the peach is delicious.
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 8:12 PM UTC