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She broke my heart again
It failed as she skipped out of reach
It’s okay
Little things can go unnoticed
How big can a heart really be?
She gave it a kick as she stumbled over it
That paled in comparison when she stepped on it
I gift wrapped my heart
I even sang a little tune as I tied the bow
She had that look though
A little moue of surprise and a stutter
My heart dropped and I leaned back
Bracing myself always feels like it should help
But, then she broke it
Kicked it
Stepped on it
Scuffed it for sure
It got a little blurry
I knew as soon as she said
“We can still be friends right?”

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I tried to
write
a poem about you
but instead
I scribbled a
big, orange-ink blob
and I figured
that made
just as much sense.
I am in orbit.
Pulled in,
yet falling away.
Constantly.
Hello Mr. Teddy with eyes all sunken and dim,
What horrors you must have seen,
So why do you grin?
I know I'm not perfect, but I really feel bad,
For seeing you atop a wardrobe,
And so skimpily clad.
I promise one day I'll give you all that is due,
For such a faithful little teddy bear,
Who's so Huggable,

Lovable,

Fluffy,

and Cute.
Just a quick poem. I may be 21 but I still have a heart!!!
 Feb 2013 Wolfgang Blacke
Chuck
It doesn't take much
To make me grin
Just a woman's touch
It's not a sin

It doesn't take much
To make me smile
Just a little clutch
For a short while

It doesn't take much
To make me laugh
Just a tiny crutch
On a sinking raft
I need to feel somebody’s touch again
I need to hear them whisper my name.
A kiss that’s more than a kiss
I’d like to be in such infatuation that it’s hardly sane.
I need someone to adore my body, embrace my skin
Undress me, ever-so-graceful; I need to sin
I want to press my bare chest against another human being
So hard, close, that we’re able to feel the others heart beating.
I’d like to be laid down, so delicate, like a doll
To be kissed, bitten, pleasured, so intense, my skin will crawl
My arms are aching to grasp another
My legs need something new to feel
Just please, for one night, can I be your faux lover?
Because it’s your heart, that I long to steal.
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