sarah-k-sullivan - Hello Poetry

Tell me a story. Make it long. Let me lean against your legs. Let me close my eyes and Imagine drowning in the words you say. Let me breathe in your words. Let them become a part of me. Tell me a story. About you and me. Forget about the bad parts, The fighting and the crying. Stuff it full of love and laughter. Make me smile. Make me laugh. Tell me a story. Let me fall asleep in your arms. Tell me a story. Tell me a story.

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Mar 13, 2015

Mar 13, 2015 at 4:18 PM UTC

Story

Tell me a story. Make it long. Let me lean against your legs. Let me close my eyes and Imagine drowning in the words you say. Let me breathe in your words. Let them become a part of me. Tell me a story. About you and me. Forget about the bad parts, The fighting and the crying. Stuff it full of love and laughter. Make me smile. Make me laugh. Tell me a story. Let me fall asleep in your arms. Tell me a story. Tell me a story.

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I am nothingness. I am pain. I am the thought you think of late at night, Tossing and turning, trying to find sleep. I am that moment before dusk. I am empty. I am full. I am the spots where dew used to be. I am fear. I am loss. I am beautiful. I am ugly. I am stillness. I am silence.

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Dec 3, 2014

Dec 3, 2014 at 2:11 AM UTC

I am.

I am nothingness. I am pain. I am the thought you think of late at night, Tossing and turning, trying to find sleep. I am that moment before dusk. I am empty. I am full. I am the spots where dew used to be. I am fear. I am loss. I am beautiful. I am ugly. I am stillness. I am silence.

14

When there's nothing left But the stale taste Of cigarettes and warm beer, Dry lips against dry lips. Cold hands clutching cold hands. Loveless eyes and Loveless hearts. Weak and lustful Humans ache for each other. Humans aching for love. But where has it gone? It's all gone. None left. None.

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Oct 28, 2014

Oct 28, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC

Empty

When there's nothing left But the stale taste Of cigarettes and warm beer, Dry lips against dry lips. Cold hands clutching cold hands. Loveless eyes and Loveless hearts. Weak and lustful Humans ache for each other. Humans aching for love. But where has it gone? It's all gone. None left. None.

14

Desperate kisses in a crowded room. Murmurs of a promise into an ear. A room full of people all moving as one, Breathing as one. One being: hot and sweaty. Loose minds and even looser bodies. Trembling lips, swift hands, Hot. Breathless. Blurry. Moments of reckless love. Lust. Nothing to gain. Everything to lose. Nothingness. Loneliness. The tragic weight of an empty heart. Aching for a touch. Touches. Lusting for strangers across a dark room. Blind. Deaf. Mute We wait. We wait. We wait. Finding solace in the empty gesture of lust instead of love. Chained to dumb hope. Chained. Forever.

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Oct 8, 2014

Oct 8, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC

Youth

Desperate kisses in a crowded room. Murmurs of a promise into an ear. A room full of people all moving as one, Breathing as one. One being: hot and sweaty. Loose minds and even looser bodies. Trembling lips, swift hands, Hot. Breathless. Blurry. Moments of reckless love. Lust. Nothing to gain. Everything to lose. Nothingness. Loneliness. The tragic weight of an empty heart. Aching for a touch. Touches. Lusting for strangers across a dark room. Blind. Deaf. Mute We wait. We wait. We wait. Finding solace in the empty gesture of lust instead of love. Chained to dumb hope. Chained. Forever.

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