you are blood and bone but you are love
i feel it when you touch me,
if i touch myself i'll feel ur heart
the heart is in ur fingertips,
the way they make me feel
the heart is in ur eyes,
all the thoughts that they reveal
May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 2:55 PM UTC
i have a mole on my right shoulder and an always swollen heart,
i often feel lonely, i have eyes that see art.
at night i'll think i'm pretty, like when my hair falls in rings
i say the word love often so i guess i love many things
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
u don't believe in God but u tell me i'm an angel.
i hear the devil when u speak to me,
when i see the curve of a hip or soft skin between thighs.
your nails painted the colour of your core, your lashes long and wispy.
i think it's too much, you tell me i think too much
and i think you think of kissing me too much.
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 9:53 AM UTC
i don't really know what it feels like to be in love but i think the clouds look nice about an hour before sunset when it seems like everything is submerged underneath a blanket of cotton
or maybe in the morning, when the sky is so blue but the clouds are so sad and so soft like the froth that sits on top of my soda in the summertime when its hot
or right before a sunset when the clouds are dripping gold and the sky seems to soak up all of their honey, honey like the bottles tucked away in the pantry, honey like the eyes of the spiral-haired boy living across the street
and i sit and watch how beautiful the sky is from the sweet-smelling sheets of my bed or the lonely window in my classroom or the passenger seat of my father's car and think of how beautiful it must be to be in love
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 8:13 AM UTC
u used to like the way i listen u liked it more when i'd speak
i'd fall asleep to ur voice and find heaven in ur heartbeats
missing u hurts my core, makes me think feel and cry
tell me if my hands didn't still shake when i see u would u allow urs in mine
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 7:42 AM UTC
your name on my lips tastes like the stars must taste
the sound of your voice is even sweeter
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC
i want to be able to see my heart in word-form, all of its callouses and scars spelled out in strings of the alphabet
i want words to flow off of my fingertips like the drippings of water droplets into a sink from a faucet closed only half way
yet i've found that the four-letter word i've been feeling
can only be expressed as it is
numb
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC
you liked the arch of my brow and the spirals of hair i'd brush off of my face
yet after you all i would've liked was to be anyone else,
to have the summer shade of my skin fade
the curl of my hair to reach around my neck, choking me until i wasn't me anymore.
until i looked like anyone else.
with u, i was pretty.
you made me believe that the way i would think was unlike any other yet after you, all i could think was why and why and why
and how i missed the sandpaper sound of your voice and why and Why why why.
with u, i had a maze of a mind
and a heart worth more than gold
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 6:33 AM UTC
it was the volcanos inside of u that i loved the most,
the flames of passion that would erupt out of your core.
i'd feel the heat of your presence,
letting the power of your words nearly sear me.
i knew i'd start hurting eventually
but why did those same flames have to be the ones to burn me
Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 4:35 PM UTC