Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
depravedsindes
depravedsindes
19/F/germany my name is sindes & i write poetry for the love of my life and enjoy to express my feelings in every way possible
for the sweetest wine to you, my soulful valentine~ so tenderly sipped and so divine, the moment so heavily, magical too devouring your kiss with passion and the hunger enveloping you. your kiss so sweet, desire wraps me complete. you seductively ****** me your charms i fell for so beautifully. so bite my lips, whisper love to me with your kiss. a love so sweet, like grape from the vine. my sweet paradise. my mind, body and soul crave your electrifying touch, one taste of you is never enough. your heat on my skin, so dangerously mine, the sweet aroma of my favorite wine.
0
Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 6:53 AM UTC
youre my favourite wine
makes me think of your lips sweet like candy but something hard behind it. Watching the liquid pass my lips make me think of that morning you kissed me good morning and smiled. The taste mulling in the back of my throat is tangy like when you and I were at Jack in the Box and I knew I had to go home in an hour. My buzz feels just like your hands running up my body and my lips on yours and our bodies pressed together as if we were one and your lips is what kept me alive. I'm on my third glass and now it's like your lips the first night. Everything was new and I was a Spaniard and your body was a new continent. As if making a map you were something I needed to explore and I wouldn't stop till I did just that. My buzz is stronger now and I can't get comfortable like the night after I came over at 10pm and I couldn't sleep you held me and kissed my head you were the teddy bear that I never had. All I picture with my eyes closed is your smile and those eyes and your bone rattling laugh. Half the bottle is gone everything is a blur like when you told me "You're all I've ever wanted" and I couldn't say it back. Even when it was true. I can't let go of your bracelet you gave me. It makes me feel clingy like you point out when I'm not so. The wine is on my lips now just like your taste after you kiss me goodnight and I spend ten minutes in a trance. This wine is candy and it's getting sour now and it makes me wonder if it was ever sweet at all. My wine reminds me of you.
0
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 5:45 AM UTC
My wine
makes me think of your lips sweet like candy but something hard behind it. Watching the liquid pass my lips make me think of that morning you kissed me good morning and smiled. The taste mulling in the back of my throat is tangy like when you and I were at Jack in the Box and I knew I had to go home in an hour. My buzz feels just like your hands running up my body and my lips on yours and our bodies pressed together as if we were one and your lips is what kept me alive. I'm on my third glass and now it's like your lips the first night. Everything was new and I was a Spaniard and your body was a new continent. As if making a map you were something I needed to explore and I wouldn't stop till I did just that. My buzz is stronger now and I can't get comfortable like the night after I came over at 10pm and I couldn't sleep you held me and kissed my head you were the teddy bear that I never had. All I picture with my eyes closed is your smile and those eyes and your bone rattling laugh. Half the bottle is gone everything is a blur like when you told me "You're all I've ever wanted" and I couldn't say it back. Even when it was true. I can't let go of your bracelet you gave me. It makes me feel clingy like you point out when I'm not so. The wine is on my lips now just like your taste after you kiss me goodnight and I spend ten minutes in a trance. This wine is candy and it's getting sour now and it makes me wonder if it was ever sweet at all. My wine reminds me of you.
Continue reading...
54
My funny Valentine Sweet comic Valentine You make me smile with my heart My funny Valentine Sweet comic Valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable Unphotographable Yet you're my favourite work of art Is your figure less than greek Is your mouth a little weak When you open it to speak Are you smart? (yeah) Don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay, little Valentine, stay Each day is Valentine's day Is your figure less than greek Is your mouth a little weak When you open it to speak Are you smart? (yeah) Don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay, little Valentine, stay Each day is Valentine's day
0
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 4:36 AM UTC
my funny valentine
I chase stars not to hold them but to feel the burn of hope on my hands. The sky was never meant to be touched only to be reached even when it feels too far.
0
Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 11:35 AM UTC
Chasing Dreams
No we’re not soulmates. This is not divine intervention, and it’s most certainly not chance. I willed this. I knit the threads of fate myself until they spelled your name. I love you intentionally, I love you with every conscience I was born with. yet there’s no condition to what I feel for you. It’s constant, like it’s always been there, even before I could name it. I love you, because you are exactly as you are, and because that’s all I’ve ever needed you to be.
0
Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:06 PM UTC
i chose you
Call me obsessive, I’m just a passionate lover. I lay awake at night, I look at the ceiling thinking of you. Sometimes I never sleep. I’m not obsessive, Just in passionate love. I stay in bed all day, I close my eyes dreaming of you. Sometimes I never wanna wake up. I still have your clothes, Some never washed. I put them on and pretend I’m you. I sit in front of the mirror, I touch myself as you. Call me obsessive, I’m just your passionate lover. I take hot showers. I let the water cascade over me with eyes open So I see the shape of you. You stand in the shower with me, Hair wet, and bright blue eyes that come alive. I let the air cloud, I let the windows fog. I suffocate myself to hallucinate you. Not obsessive, Just passion filled. I just want to love you, I just want to hold you. I want to wear your skin, Feel you hot and fleshy around me. I lay on the ground where you’ve walked, I touch the areas you used to inhabit. I still feel you here, I still feel you there. I want to be hurt by you again, I want to be bawling and weeping in love with you. You’re obsessed, I’m simply passion based. You can’t hate me for that. I want to be you, I want to have you, I want to be loved by you. I’m obsessed, Borderline obsessed. And completely passionate. About you.
0
Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 1:22 PM UTC
Crazy Ex