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 Oct 2018 Mia
Cné
Break my Chains
 Oct 2018 Mia
Cné
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Hold my hand and persuade the way
tell me all you want to say
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Whisper softly in my ear,
all those things I want to hear
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Kiss my lips and touch my skin
bring out passions deep within
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Draw me close and hold me near
eradicate my pain and fear
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In the darkness of the night,
shine your beacon, be my light
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In the luster of the sun,
demonstrate you are the one
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Offer me wings so I can fly
and I will soar when you're nearby
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Infilrate my heart, break the wall,
it's time for me to let it fall
~
I've been a prisoner, extensively
Break my chains and set me free
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Strip me of my armor tight
this time I won't put up a fight
~
Release my soul held deep within
For you’re in my heart where love begins

~
 Oct 2018 Mia
Iska
My little Always
 Oct 2018 Mia
Iska
I always bother you
though I never try.
I hate the tears
but I cant keep from the cry.
you are everywhere I can never find
everywhere
but by my side
and its pathetic,
I  know it is

and yet...
I cant keep the panic at bay

and still....
anxiety steals my words before i can say

i m i s s y o u

i l o v e y o u

w i l l y o u s t i l l r e t u r n

w i l l i e v e r l e a r n

w i l l y o u l o v e m e i f i d o
    
w i l l y o u l o v e m e i f i d o n o t
to
                    the bird
                                                    who flew
                                                                               away
 Oct 2018 Mia
k
Our Story
 Oct 2018 Mia
k
The first time you kissed me
I knew I loved you
but I could not have you

The first time you touched me
I knew I needed you
but it wasn’t our time

The first time we made love
I knew I could not let go
but in the end I had to

The first time I told you
“I love you”
I let it slip out, so effortlessly
but you, still, were just out of my reach

The first time you
called me your girlfriend
made me realize anything before “us”
was utterly meaningless
God, I love you.
 Oct 2018 Mia
Karliah
Is it love?
I ask myself each morning,
Do I trust?
Him? Myself?
My feelings?

Perhaps it is or perhaps it's not,
Whatever it is,
It's beautiful.

— The End —