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olivia-brown
olivia-brown
once the small haze lifts, of your blue adoring eyes, it will all come crumbling, slowly but surely down. once your hands are lifted, from the angles of my jaw, your fingertips to follow, releasing my blood flushed cheeks. undoubtably, it will all come fizzling, calmly but absolutely down. once i stop remembering, will something else follow?
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 9:47 AM UTC
once the small haze lifts
compressed. spiraling, release. uneasy- running through. inside, out. gone, forgotten. where did you go?
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Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 10:24 AM UTC
hi honey.
quietly, her jaw rests upon his shoulder, relaxed. her gaze, indescribable. a smile seemingly real, petite but wide. his gaze, beaming with pleasure, with the feeling of euphoria. she feels it in the center, later. the center burns, burns. as if her body were a statue, eroding, slowly. the surge flows, flowers and bursts, halted by its housing. she feels a quick shock- defeated.
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Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 11:42 AM UTC
quietly
touch.
 smooth, warm, friction.
 textures, roam...
 away. the place i told you about, the place where your mind explores. your cinematic dreams. you and you and you. it's a soft noise,
 static, white, sweet, innocent, sentimental. you go so quickly, please stay. i wanted to- it's another place... i would say you are not welcome but you know it well.
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Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 11:34 AM UTC
touch.
words around the room, soundless dancing. 
clinging through teeth, 
 flushed pink- 
 pouty. tell me, tell me, tell me.

 

so embryonic, adaptable. 
considerable.

 undoubtedly.

 grab the bones-
 miniature, crisp. 
 marrow is so pleasing, creamy, fluent.

 to touch-
 please don't. 

push.
 don't tell, 
"do you know where..."
 please don't.
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Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 11:31 AM UTC
words around the room, soundless dancing
you ask me to pretend.
 surely, i can create worlds in my mind. 
but 
i can not pretend. 

sadly sick,
 sick, 
sadly. 

my reality is made up, 
exaggerated by self pity. 
this could be the end, 
i'm surely positive. 

i feel, though.
 small things.

 the small things 
i create in my mind.
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Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 9:01 AM UTC
you ask me to pretend
ceaseless crying.
 soak the pillow...onto the bed. 

tears absorbed, oil absorbed, sweat absorbed, 
cigarette burns, ***** weight, arrogance, 
seclusion, hesitation, longing, 
itch.

 one oozed with love, with purity. 
snug, tender, sensible, giving.

 two oozed with destruction, with vulgarity. 
deep, hidden, masked, distanced, deceptive.

 one gushed desperation.

 he wasn't absorbed.
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Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 9:00 AM UTC
ceaseless crying
the glowing stopped.
 the colors were in the way, no one knew 
 it was drained. it's dull now.

 they looked up.

 why aren't you glowing anymore?

 get out, get out, get out...
 get out.
 get in.

                      leave it, let it fill, 
                                              let it absorb it's brilliance.

 radiance gushed from the...
altruistic.
 smooth, electric, flushed pink.
 long, long, legs.

 take from the ambiance, circumstances. 
dull with an infatuation, can't decipher
 the fervor.

 the allure held in the white cages diminished. 
 the elegance, fascination, bloom, symmetry...

 all wanted the glowing to end. four walls, pounds of earth.
 depress her. deep. pressure, force.
 don't let her get out.
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Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 8:57 AM UTC
the glowing stopped