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thalassicbaby
thalassicbaby
the stars do not align like they do every now and then not as we drove through glaucous willows not as the stelliferous night twinkled with promise through the sky roof not as my cupidity for you not as we danced in each other's arms paradisally not as the lanugo on our bare limbs blazed a golden white as we watched the sun rise the stars did not align for us. we loved like antipodes - if antipodes did not love.
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 9:46 AM UTC
THE STARS DO NOT ALIGN
I wished you stayed, I wish you stayed, I wish you stayed but you are made out of shooting stars and made to be loved from a distance I wished to feel you, I wished to feel you, I wished to feel you but you are made out of phosphenes and made to never be touched but drunkenly seen I wished you were mine, I wished you were mine, I wished you were mine but you are Equuleus, Pegasus, yearned after constellation, and made to be yours and yours alone I can't say bye, I can't say bye, I can't say bye for I am a creature of immense love, immense emotion, immense denial I am a galaxy, and I will love you until my stars burn out.
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 2:16 AM UTC
you are a blackhole
I love mountains, and the deep sea but I love you, above all these you are my mountain. you are foggy, you are cold, unchartered terrain how come i can see you, and traverse across your deep brown eyes and the soft glaciers which are your lips you are colossal, you are vast but i envelope you, and you are enmeshed in me i spread myself thinly across you, protective, in love, protective. protective. so FUCKKING in love. I love mountains, and the deep sea but I love you, above all these you are the deep sea. i want to drown in you and all your enigmas i want to swim gingerly to your whirlpool YOU WILL ENGULF ME i want to christen you with balmy, muffled kisses with gentle caresses i will ENGULF YOU and i will skim across your surface just as the tension breaks
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May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC
favorite things
we can always be cosmogyral when you ache in places i cannot feel when everything feels like a hurricane in our cosmos i will steal anything that will remedy your pain i will leave this world for you i will collect every star in this **** UNIVerse i will pummel them just before disintegration and rub them all over your see-through skin i will watch you become a galaxy; my galaxy and realise i dont have enough stardust i will remain empty. and you will pirouette endlessly around my black hole of a heart each orbit a year, each dull throb an eternity
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May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC
nefelibata
Bright cold silver moon Staring into the scales - your nacreous eyes You are my ****** I touch your hair ever so delicately Why am I filled with torrid logy? You are my narcotic, you Unknowingly sew the lids of my eyes closed Cross-stitched phosphenes of your face under my eyelids I am overcome with a voracious thirst to drink you, or the glass of moonshine balanced precariously on your lips Everything is better when my being splinters, fractures, and crumbles into your lap Moonshine, take us to the cosmos tonight
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 8:46 AM UTC
vespertine
my darling i will visit you in your boudoir tumescent Satan, I you, a goddess, your body-- the temple it was built for our hermetic union, two bodies entwined on the hearth, the argent moon looking on, clutching her vestal livery heathens, heathens! how can something so exquisite be a turpitude?
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 12:31 PM UTC
jeremiad
drifting, drifting half fearful, half willing instead I fall into something empyreal ​I fall into you your arms constrict you hold me still, planting amative kisses on the once reluctant bambino baby unfurls at once, letting out little sounds of almost venery almost venery almost venery sunlight filters in through the little slit at the bottom of the blinds as I am lit by my own alpenglow, a little by the **** a little by the scapulae why do these phantom pains only become pains as soon as somnolence breaks? I keep this in my heart.
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
phantom pains