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1.2k · Nov 2019
Your kiss
Lena Nov 2019
Lips of ambrosia
kiss me softly
kiss me slow

Sweet taste of heaven
kiss me rough
let me know

How lucky am I to touch your lips
kiss me into endless oblivion
I am ready to fall into your abyss
10/30/19
I am in love again
844 · Apr 2019
Good Morning!
Lena Apr 2019
Today the sun shines just for you
The sky is painted your favorite shade of blue
Take a look outside
Don’t fear the unknown
Only in the face of adversity do we grow
So go on
The world awaits you
826 · Apr 2019
You
Lena Apr 2019
You
You are my warmth and my light
You are my solace
My summer solstice
I am wrapped in your love
I am undeserving of your grace
Love is the best feeling.
677 · May 2019
Goodnight
Lena May 2019
Goodnight
let your worries fade
give into drowsy eyes
drift softly into a sleepy haze

Goodnight
let me run my fingers through your messy hair
let me kiss your troubles away
let me whisper three  little words
let me always be there

to say

"Goodnight"
484 · Apr 2019
Your eyes
Lena Apr 2019
In the light of your eyes
I find the morning sun
Your eyes flutter open
And I am swallowed whole
Completely
Eternally
I don’t want to wake up
If not next to you
407 · Apr 2019
Only Good Days are Ahead
Lena Apr 2019
I can't sit around waiting for the rain to stop
waiting to just feel "okay"

I will paint the sky blue myself
no use in waiting for you to change to my ways

I can't sit waiting for the sun to peak through
skies of gray

The storm is gone
from now on
there will only be golden rays

I no longer need your lingering presence
nor rely on your praise

This is a new era
These are the good days
I wrote this on our would-be anniversary, third-wheeling on our supposed-to-be double date.
I'm doing okay.
I hope you all are doing okay.
384 · Apr 2019
A Timeline of My Breakup
Lena Apr 2019
On a Wednesday you told me this was no longer something you could do
Then you broke my heart on a Sunday afternoon
Before you walked out you paused, looking around my room
eyes glazing over white walls covered in you
You stood memorizing, staining your mind one last time
On a Sunday afternoon, two years of my life walked out my door
Sunday night, I wished I didn’t love you anymore
but today, I still do
321 · Apr 2019
Drunk
Lena Apr 2019
I think I will try to drink my sorrows away
Not with cheap beer or expensive wine
Tonight I’m inebriated
off the hope that your fingers may touch mine again
I’m intoxicated
by broken promises that I foolishly believed
I’m laced
with the blue glow of a phone
awaiting a text that’s never going to come
Tipsy
Groggy
Wasted
I will soak it all up
I will lay drunk in the memory of you
I don’t think I will be sober for awhile
Breakups are rough.
291 · May 2019
Life
Lena May 2019
I will not let the world turn me cold
I will not let the chilly winter storm ruin my warm playful spring

I refuse to give in to your thunderstorms and lightning
I refuse to let you convince me

I will walk another path
I will wade in a pond of beauty
Of everything that life has to offer
Because she is glorious and full
She smiles back at me with old crinkled eyes and robust laughter

Life gives and gives and gives
and for the first time, I am willing to receive
Trying to write lots of hopeful poetry lately.
234 · Oct 2019
Untitled
Lena Oct 2019
Autumn is here and reminds me of you
The leaves changing colors,
the way you did too

You left the city we called our home
and came back a foreigner
You lost yourself in a new world
and I lost you

Without me at your side, you grew
and grew and grew
Until the space between us was so big I couldn’t touch you anymore

You spent the semester carving a river between us
You were scared of drowning
So instead of swimming
You ran
You left for school in the fall and left me behind too.
232 · Apr 2019
Okay
Lena Apr 2019
Today I feel okay
I forgot how that felt like anymore
But today
The sun shines just for me
I can breathe again
It feels nice to feel okay
134 · Oct 2019
The way we used to be
Lena Oct 2019
I liked the way my head used to fit perfectly
in the crook of your shoulder
These days, my head only curls somberly
in the crook of my pillow
And it’s not the same

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