my fingers paint across your skin like a blank canvas, goosebumps rise with each careful stroke.
your lips trace the edges of my silhouette, every kiss a soft confession of your yearning.
our bodies intertwined upon the sheets, but somehow we cannot be close enough.
lust pools in our saltwater eyes, as the silence in our gaze pleads for more,
and a burning desire aches in my heart.
t.h.
Jan 20
Jan 20, 2026 at 8:45 AM UTC
an angel and a devil materialize on each shoulder,
standing beneath the stage lights,
empty-mouthed, waiting for a whisper of a line,
but who is to say what’s wrong or right?
i know I’m not.
their playbook dances in my head,
so if not me, then who?
n.h.
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 10:04 AM UTC
it enters like a knife mistaken for a key,
unlocking parts of you that were safer sealed.
it does not knock.
but it breathes against the window pane,
fogging the glass and leaving condensation kisses.
you mistook that presence for something holy,
kneeling. praising. fully devoted.
it builds a fire in the depths of your soul,
a once warming flame has ignited much more.
with the burning ashes raining down,
you cannot drown the memories.
n.h.
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 9:51 AM UTC
when my love pours beyond
the rim of the glass,
i won’t cry over spilt milk.
what is longing if not a drop,
pressed at once with cloth in vain.
let it run down the table’s edge,
a river of devotion.
and if it stains the wood, so be it
for what is love
if it leaves no mark?
let it rest in the grain,
a memory not meant to vanish
but to remind me, i once overflowed.
n.h.
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 9:38 AM UTC
The hands on the clock can only count my love for you for one day, I love you for a million more.
t.h
Jan 17, 2019
Jan 17, 2019 at 1:16 AM UTC
Falling in love with you was like cliff diving into rushing waters, I knew I would drown, but I jumped anyways.
Nothing I did could stop me from being dragged down to the bottom, the sea of you engulfed me.
Water filled my lungs and you just watched me. I was screaming, kicking, and doing everything I could to stay afloat.
I forgot to tell you I can't swim.
t.h.
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 2:06 PM UTC
I felt you in the air that night.
The windows were shut but a breeze still ignited a wave of goose bumps all over my body.
Wrapped up in blankets, I felt the touch of your frosted fingertips on my shoulder.
My love was never warm enough to melt your arctic presence.
t.h.
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
Not a day goes by that I don’t think
about the way your hands felt
intertwined with mine, or the way
your hair gently danced on your
shoulders, or how your dimples
would form into canyons when I
made you laugh, or how your
freckles were their own tiny
constellations in the night sky,
or how the sound of your voice
could calm the harshest storms,
or when I kissed you it felt like I was
myself and I was comfortable
with you, with us... and I can’t
shake the feeling that maybe
somewhere I went wrong... I was
silly to hide you from the world
when you deserved to be every
billboard in the world. I was young,
and you were the first girl I ever
kissed, and that scared me.
t.h.
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 12:17 AM UTC
chest on top of chest
hot and heavy breath
goosebumps all over
fingers wandering
mouths trailing off
skin is warm to the touch
stong arms hold me closer
show me what love really is.
t.h.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 2:21 PM UTC
I hope you read this.
I hope when you hear these words,
your stomach becomes upset.
I hope that you spend time,
reading every poem I’ve sent.
I hope hearing this kills you.
none of the poems I’ve written, ones about falling in love, ones about being in love, and even falling out of love,
have never been about you.
frankly, because I never loved you.
t.h.
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 10:19 AM UTC