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  Aug 2015 Oxytocin
Holly Peppy
She
She Has wishes
Like everybody does
She has a Dreams
Yet to be fulfilled
She has a Plans
which she thinks for
She has a Hope
A broken Hope
About her wishes
About Her Dreams
About her Plans
But here she wants to decamp
Far away :
Where no one finds her
No one looks for her
Yes! She is trying to run away
From all her Dreams,
From all her plans and hopes
Because She is a distracted girl
A hopeless girl, A failure
A broken and betrayed girl
From her ones, but once
May be twice, thrice or more!!
  Aug 2015 Oxytocin
Armando A Jr
I look at you
I see my past, my present my future
I look at you
I see the one, my current, my last
I look at you
I see your smile, your hair, your pretty eyes
I look at us
I feel my heart, its beats, as if it was alive

You brought light to my dark room
You brought sun where only the moon was known
I was blind but now i can see
You have awaken me
You gave me love

I thought i had chosen you
but turns out it was my soul all along
destiny put you in my way
that's why it didn't take too long

Now that I know you I won't let you go
because I see my past, my present, my future
Now that I know you nothing will ever be the same
because I see the one, my current, my last.
Oxytocin Aug 2015
Shaky breathing
Jelly legs
As I watch you from across the room
Laughter echoing
Your face lighting up like the sun

Oh the way you smile
Makes me go crazy
Eyes crinkling
Dimples showing
Tugging a string in my chest

You stop talking and turn your head
Our eyes meet
I hold my breath
Heart beat quickens
Hands start to get sweaty
You smile
Corners of my mouth start to twitch
I smile back
This is so cheesy and bad. I'm so sorry. I wrote it because this how every crush feels like, I think.
  Jul 2015 Oxytocin
Joliejoliesara
C+
I taught him,
I taught him how to
Kiss me.
In the ways,
In the same ways
You would.

S.R
& as a result
I  might have a biased opinion
on my grading method...
  Jul 2015 Oxytocin
Joliejoliesara
Other times I kiss the northern winds, let them dance with my curls while caressing my curves. Drifting me away, a feather in a gentle tornado towards vague, dreamlike, foreign lands.  

& in other occasions I belong wholeheartedly to the moon. She's my favorite intimate lover, the most passionate of all. Her dark mysteries keep me addicted to the light she steals from the sun.

Then when the sun takes me, lights me up, burns me, sweet sweet fire, as he embraces me. A Phoenix coming back to him over & over. Naked scars & whispers of warm love, poems that tell me he shines for me, keeps the soil under my feet warm for me, tells me he lives for me.

All the while the ocean waits patiently for me to yet again submerge myself in the chaos of its storms. Maybe all the salt water in the oceans are just tears that've been shed waiting for lovers to embrace its madness. Oceans long for fearless lovers, lovers that fear not the wrath of its solitude and forbidden passion.

& once in a blue moon I sit in silence & succumb to the unknown. Most of the time words fail me and I can't describe the way I unwrap myself in the darkness. Dark matter, the ether, my intangible lovers living in the same place. There's an art to losing yourself in places like these.

Sometimes I belong to you, but for the most part, I belong to myself.
S.R.
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