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Joanna Rose Jul 2016
Hands roaming
Skin touching
Eyelashes fluttering
You are so lovely

Soft brown eyes
Dilated pupils
Quiet moans
I love you I love you I love you

Parted lips
Messy kisses
I just want you
She whispers

My love and I
Holding hands as our bodies unwind
I think she saw God
I think I did too
I wrote this about a girl that doesn't exist, and it's very messy because I just kind of wrote it and didn't really stop to think about it.
Joanna Rose Jun 2016
It's almost like I want to keep you tucked away in my shirt pocket
Not all the time but occasionally
Just on the days when their words are too sharp
Or when the mirror isn't kind

It's almost like I want to breathe you in
Your love and your warmth and your spirit
Everything that makes you lovely
Traveling along my bones, collecting in my fingertips
Purely you

I'm moving too quickly
My brain constantly set on fast forward with occasional rewinds
Just to stress over things I can't change
Let me know if it's too much
I hope you know how much I want you to stay

I cannot comprehend how lovely you are
Everything about you is like a dream
Bright eyes and dandelions
Soft skin and warm breath
You carry the kindness that this dull world needs
Joanna Rose Jun 2016
Although I know you are poison I would still let you back in
Excited for you to ruin me again and again and again
Until I've been beaten down to the point of giving up on you

You've caused me enough psychological damage  to last me a lifetime
Best friends forever
Best friends forever
Three words that cause my hands to shake and the blood in my veins to boil
You promised me forever and gave me two months
Were the "I love you's" just another way to get me to shut up
Did any of this year mean anything at all to you
Did I ever mean anything to you

I can tell myself you didn't mean a **** thing
I can say that I never needed you
I can tell everyone that I never loved you
But unfortunately I am an awful liar and they all know the truth
They know that I loved your green eyes and how you always smelled of cigarette smoke
They know that when I was high with you all I wanted was to taste your lips
They know that I loved you
They know
They know it all
But do you?

The amount of time I spent keeping you alive was love
The notes and the hugs and the promises of forever was love
I said I loved you every single day and I truly meant it
I guess I wasn't enough
Joanna Rose Apr 2016
Her voice is the only sound that doesn't cause my head to ache

Her smile is the purest thing I've ever seen

And her lips are a gateway to heaven

Like an indescribable cure she does more healing than the pills ever could

Pain has no business being in my heart when her hands are on my skin

Our days spent together seem to stop time

The pink sunset skies I see outside my windows are eternal

The songs of the birds no longer sound generic

She creates beauty in the simplest places

She is everything
This is basically an extremely different version of my poem Her Voice.
Joanna Rose Mar 2016
I can't help but feel as if I am in love with her The lingering touches
The hidden smiles
Private poetry, whispered in darkness
The unspoken confession of her true intentions
I want to know what makes her pure and what makes her a sinner
How can I break through the barrier that keeps love away from her
Joanna Rose Feb 2016
I want to feel the skin on my knuckles split when my hands connect with glass
I want to see my hands shake when the pain sets in
I want to feel the metallic taste of blood on my tongue
I want to look at what I've broken
A mirror
My best friend's trust in me
A mirror
The smiles that used to light my sisters' faces A mirror
Every chance at love I've ever had
A mirror
I've broken much more than a mirror
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