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sofia-otero
sofia-otero
Her eyes entice you Your lust wraps around her soul She feels like your dreams
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 4:52 AM UTC
Hesperus: or girls in bars before closing
There you are in a picture of joy The smile in your eyes giving birth to my own There you are in the hole in my heart Filling the void and sealing the fissures There you are in my archives of pain Burning the pages of those useless emotions There you are in the doubt in my mind Pointing out all the reasons i can There you are in my eyes in the mirror Showing me there is beauty to be seen There you are in the cracks in my soul Giving me light to guide my path And I open my eyes to see you are here The reality of a dream I never dreamt For I could not fathom the existence of an angel of my very own
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 4:51 AM UTC
You Are.....More Than This
*SOME PEOPLE COME INTO YOUR LIFE AND LEAVE WITHOUT MAKING A DIFFERENCE. BUT YOU, OH YOU AND YOUR DIMPLES SMILE LEFT AN IMPRINT ON MY BLACKENED SOUL. EVEN IF YOU LEAVE, I WILL REMEMBER EACH AND EVERY CONVERSATION WE HAD. I WILL LOOK BACK AT THEM AND SMILE. BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU DO BEST, MAKING ME SMILE. WHETHER YOU ARE HERE OR NOT*
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 4:46 AM UTC
Untitled
Your mind is like an ocean that I want to spend all my time exploring Your mind is like the sun I think of your thoughts in the same way I think of rays They spread from you to me Your mind is like a tree in the autumn Thoughts scattered all over your brain the same way leaves are scattered around my front yard Your mind is like that puzzle I can't seem to solve and I think I might like that The fun in you is that there's always something new to understand Your mind is like that new album I have on replay because no matter what I do I always seem to replay pieces of you in my mind over and over again
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 4:35 AM UTC
Will I ever figure you out
your eyes are deeper than any poetry i've ever read. i've tried to write them in six-word poems but it can never quite capture their depth. i've tried rhymes and sonnets and haikus but i end up dreaming of them instead. i'm lying on the roof looking at the stars in the skies and wish i were looking at the ones in your eyes.
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Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 4:35 AM UTC
you know you'll spin out of control when your world rotates on those brown eyes
I could write about your eyes, your smile, your laugh, your voice, your face, your scent, etc., etc.. I could go on for days and days, about your nose, your hands, your hair, your chest. Metaphor after metaphor I could create a thousand words about the way you move, you kiss, you hold my hand... I could. I could. I won't. I'll write instead about your brain, about the way you make me feel, the way you talk about the stuff you like, the way you think, or I could just reduce it to those simple words dopamine serotonin oxytocin In general, you leave me out of breath.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 4:52 PM UTC
a poet in love
Listen to her smile Look at her sighs Taste her fears Touch her words Smell her thoughts Feel her being . Her smile speaks Her sighs have colour Her fears are bland Her words are wax Her thoughts like smoke Her entire being.... Is different. And it demands to be felt differently.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 4:48 PM UTC
Demand for Muddled Senses
When I say I want you I don't just mean right here, right now, I mean I want all of you, from now until we're nearing the end of our lifeline, so we can replay and rewind the hands of time and get lost and reminisce, seal our memories with a kiss and smile in bliss. I want you when you're smiling And laughter is tumbling down your chin, when you bear your heart on your sleeve and cautiously invite me in. So I can carefully clasp it in my palms and disable the ringing of alarms, your concerns and qualms. I want you when you're crying Head in hands, fed up with the demands of day to day life, when struggles are rife. So I can get down on my knees, answer your pleas, anxieties cease, and place your hands in mine, as we unravel and unwind, the confusions in your mind. I want you when you're insecure, when your wondering should I want more, when your unsure as to why it is that I adore, you. So I can carefully reassure that you are everything I've ever wanted and more and tell you one by one everything about you that I am grateful for. I want you through the frustrations and accusations because we live in a nation that can be too small to accept, the love shared between our chests, because we both have ******* I want you when you're wide awake at three in the morning, life's stresses and messes portrayed in the concern masking your smile. So I can walk each and every mile needed to reconcile your inner peace. I want you when your fast asleep, where our bodies meet and greet each other in the most beautiful of embraces. So I can capture and appreciate the wonder of fate  and the miracles it makes as the ground shakes and my heart forsakes everything it was and everything it could be, because you now own it in its entirety. I want you in a million and one spaces, places, pauses, causes. I want you through and through, I want you, everything you think, feel, do, I want you irrevocably, inexorably, infinitely. For as long as you shall have me.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
Irrevocably, Inexorably, Infinitely.
When I say I want you I don't just mean right here, right now, I mean I want all of you, from now until we're nearing the end of our lifeline, so we can replay and rewind the hands of time and get lost and reminisce, seal our memories with a kiss and smile in bliss. I want you when you're smiling And laughter is tumbling down your chin, when you bear your heart on your sleeve and cautiously invite me in. So I can carefully clasp it in my palms and disable the ringing of alarms, your concerns and qualms. I want you when you're crying Head in hands, fed up with the demands of day to day life, when struggles are rife. So I can get down on my knees, answer your pleas, anxieties cease, and place your hands in mine, as we unravel and unwind, the confusions in your mind. I want you when you're insecure, when your wondering should I want more, when your unsure as to why it is that I adore, you. So I can carefully reassure that you are everything I've ever wanted and more and tell you one by one everything about you that I am grateful for. I want you through the frustrations and accusations because we live in a nation that can be too small to accept, the love shared between our chests, because we both have ******* I want you when you're wide awake at three in the morning, life's stresses and messes portrayed in the concern masking your smile. So I can walk each and every mile needed to reconcile your inner peace. I want you when your fast asleep, where our bodies meet and greet each other in the most beautiful of embraces. So I can capture and appreciate the wonder of fate  and the miracles it makes as the ground shakes and my heart forsakes everything it was and everything it could be, because you now own it in its entirety. I want you in a million and one spaces, places, pauses, causes. I want you through and through, I want you, everything you think, feel, do, I want you irrevocably, inexorably, infinitely. For as long as you shall have me.
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Craving you is all I do The taste of your lips My hands on your body Hearing your moans as we get busy I kiss you on your lips And once we get busy we forget everything I'm passionate about you I embrace your spirit when we get into our down time You've shown me parts of you I've seen your heart I've seen other ****** parts I love your frisky feel I love every flaw you have It makes us all human I love you
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 12:47 AM UTC
Untitled
When you are gone the wind will be silent. All I will hear is the pound of my heart like the branches on the window. It will beat harder than before and I will feel the pain twice as hard. I will miss you. My heart will  find its home in my stomach. The laugh that falls from my mouth will be one that leaves an aching pain as I use to share my laughter with you. As I lay in my bed all alone and know that you are not coming back, I will tuck the pillows around me so my sleeping soul thinks of you. Only then will I fall asleep. When they ask about you, I will smile and carry on. As that is what I do. But everyday, oh everyday I will miss you.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
Miss you