I forgot how much I loved the
Foreignness of a stranger's hands on me.
My waist, my arm, my ***
I felt every touch
Like an infrared light sensor
The heat from your hand
Stayed and glowed on
my arm, my breast, my thigh
It's fine though,
Nothing more.
I have a boyfriend,
And you have
A Fiance and a Baby on the way
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
I am an independent person,
I am not an add-on to your life.
I am an independent person,
I cannot have my freedom taken from me.
I am an independent person,
I will be who I want to be.
I am an independent person,
You cannot tell me,
What I can and cannot be.
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
Where my heart isn't breaking
This place where a muse is constant
And the muse is you
I've missed this place,
Where calm and ease are synonymous with your smile and
The gleam in your eyes when they cross paths with mine.
I've missed this place
Where I let myself feel the warmth of your skin
And relish in how it warms my heart
I've missed this place,
This place I didn't realize I left
I missed this place
The place where I let myself love you.
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC
There's a poem written inside of me
About all my heartbreaks
From all the boys before you.
There's a poem written inside of me
About all the ways
I pushed people away.
And then there's a poem about you,
Slowly developing,
While you take every brick out of my wall
While you cross the moat and walk past the dragon.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 2:56 PM UTC
poem lines that read
*i love you
i love you
i love you*
because those are the only important words
that a poem for you should ever read.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
I.
I need your lips on my lips.
I need your hands on my hands.
I need your skin on my skin.
I need to get tangled up in your love, baby;
I don't ever want to forget it.
II.
********* I can't sleep
And I need you here next to me
III.
Your fingertips write the sweetest of poetry
Every time they touch my skin.
IV.
Letting myself love you
Has been the hardest
and easiest thing
I've ever done.
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
All I could think about
Were all the poems I haven't written yet
And all the poems I'd already written that should have been for you.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
Your hands set my skin on fire,
Burning my flesh into something
You can easily mold.
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 11:30 PM UTC
All I got is Hennessy on my tongue
and, baby, you on my lips.
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
a year ago
we were talking about my (then recent) breakup
He's such a poison it's not even funny
today i finally realized you weren't talking about my ex.
you were talking about the boy with the curly hair and dark brown eyes sitting across from me:
the one i just confessed my love to.
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC