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Poetic Artiste Apr 2016
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How many more times must you break me?
Before you realize you need to stop trying to put the broken pieces
back together.
Give me your all...or don't give me anything....
...
Poetic Artiste Jun 2016
...
I was told,
When you break a poets heart
you are forever in their lines.
...
Poetic Artiste Feb 2016
...
If you knew how much I loved you,
you'd never have to question it.
...
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
...
Did you ever really love me?
Or was it all a lie?
...
Poetic Artiste Feb 2016
...
I
wish
things
didn't
have
to
change.
...
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
...
Sometimes
Your
Everything
Still
Isn't
Enough.
...
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
...
Did you think
I would wait
Forever?
When people show you who they are, believe them, the first time.
...
Poetic Artiste Apr 2016
...
When you said
you wanted to kiss my lips,
which ones did you mean?
Hmmmmm.
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Poetic Artiste Jun 2016
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You make me feel all the seasons,
At times I don’t know what to expect,
If you’ll be Fall, and give me peace,
Or Winter, when I’m cold, --you’ll keep my warm,
Summers heat,
Beaches, --walks,
Picnics together in the park,
I want it all with you.
Will I be your Spring?
So I can give you butterflies?
I only hope to make you equally as happy,
And fulfill your wants and needs,
It feels like I have spent an eternity waiting for you,
But since we’ve met, I know you are the only one for me.
I’ve never been happier or felt more blessed.
It is as though I’ve known you all my life.
I love that I make you nervous,
And that I give you butterflies,
But nothing compares to how you make me feel,
With you,
I've never felt more alive.
Poetic Artiste Jan 2017
I could look at you all day,
And never get tired...
Your face is one of the only things,
That keeps my smile alive.
Poetic Artiste Sep 2014
The call to slumber was never so alluring,
Until nights you were near,
From warmth emitting your body,
To the scent of your hair,
The silhouette of your frame,
Shifting to meet the shapeliness of mine,
Like fingers meeting fingers our bodies lay intertwined.

Peacefully we lie.
Arms draped securely around you,
Your head snug aloft my breast,
Forehead resting lightly against my chin,
Delicate glances upward,
Affectionate are the kisses given.
Ear to chest—sound of the finest heartbeat,
Floating further toward slumber with each pounding melody...
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Maybe I expected too much,
A kiss with such passion it’d make me fall in love,
It would sweep me off my feet with its dialogue in tongue,
It would be every and anything I had thought it was.

It would be perfect.
Tilted head, parted lips,
Lusciousness and sweet glances,

A stroke to my cheek,
A gaze into my eyes,
Only to reach disappointment,
I slowly died inside.
When your first kiss with someone is not all you thought it would be...
Poetic Artiste Nov 2017
I try to hide from the places in my head...
But running is not an option...
Facing the pain is like reaching out to grab a dozen roses only to be stabbed with thorns...
I used to say...I will worry about the pain later....
Left ******, leaking a trail across my paths,
Everywhere I look the ground is painted red....
I close my eyes... but the smell of lead perfumes the air and my fingers are wet with the essence.....
I can not run from my mind.
So I hide in the shadows lost at my thoughts...
The memories are a burden to bear,
I’m hurting....
Hurting...
Yet no one is there.
Why haven’t I been found yet?
I open my eyes....looking down at my tightly, clenched fist, dead roses, dried blood, leaves withering...
All this time I’d been holding on to pain,
When my mind could have told my body...
It’s ok...to let go...of it...
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
I never anticipated this.
The ease of our connection,
Sharing my space--mind flooded,
Drowning in apprehensive feelings as I lie awake next to you.

I am not used to your embrace.
Is it terrible that with you I feel safe?
Am I trapped solely within the moments we share?
When hours seem like minutes just because you are here.
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
One moment I want you
The next, unsure

One moment my hearts open
The next, a closed door

One moment feelings overwhelm me
The next, no more

One moment I feel safe
The next, scorned

One moment I dream
The next, reality hits

One moment I am decisive
The next, ambivalent

One moment I am ok
The next, I cycle again

One moment I know I want you
The next, I am unsure...

Will this perpetuation ever become anything more?
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
Burning pleasure with each swallow
I love the way you taste.
Eradicate the stress.
Numb the pain.

In search for freedom
Steps to intoxication I take
Consumed in reflection
With each swig memories fade.

No matter the quantity internally vacant I remain.
How many more sips
How many more shots
For the remnants to trail away?

Ethanol
My aching addiction
Course through my veins
Life is nil without you.

Unable to remember
Questioning what was said
Passively expelling secrets
Drunkenly fearless I am.

Drowsiness imminent
Slurred speech
Coordination weak
Emotions wavering

Artery pressure low
Heartbeat delayed
Thoughts sway
Respirations slow.

Inhibitions lessen
Concentration impaired
Reflexes diminish
Hangover in the distance

Another day
Another drink
Inevitably it happens.
I succumb again.

Time reverses the inebriated.
If only time could annul the loss in me.
Subdue the recollections.
Until then sobriety is not for me...
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
I was not always this way
Broken
I was happy once
Before they stole it
I did not always assume
They fashioned me this way.

These walls I have were not always here
They were created to protect me
Protect me from the wrong people
The ones with secreted intention

My generosity was once limitless
I would love without boundaries
I could trust
I was free
Most notably I was me

I was sweet
They made me bitter
I was once warm
They made me cold
I was loving once
They made me hate
I was once open
They made me shut myself away

I was Happy
Truly happy once
It all began to fade
Attempting to shelter myself from harm
I built these walls
No love allowed
They changed me
Picking up the pieces to loves bitter tragedies
I remain
Another shattered masterpiece
Sometimes life throws you lemons. You  choose what to make of them.
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
If I unlocked my pages,
Would you read me?

If I showed you my chapters,
Would you remember my details?

If I opened my heart to you,
Would you accept me?

If I let down my walls,
Would you care for me?

If you ripped one of my pages,
Would you mend me?

If you scratched my cover,
Would you heal me?

If you completed me,
Would you toss me out?

If I didn’t intrigue you enough,
Would I be forgotten about?

If I served my purpose,
Would I be kept near forever?

Or would I return to the shelf?
Collecting dust,
Never again to be cherished or touched.
Until the silk of my pages lose their beauty becoming foxed.
As if I were not recently in your arms.
Enjoying the warmth of fingertips slowly turning my leaves,
Adoring the tender gaze set upon me,
While nearing a closing inevitably,
Why should I break my seal for you?
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I thought I’d write a poem for you,
But what would I say?
That you brighten my life,
And give me better days?
Or that my life is incomplete without you,
When in actuality I felt complete before you,
But now that I have you, I feel whole.
I could write line after line,
Pouring out my muse,
But wouldn't that mean
I’d be pouring out you?
When in thought does each reflection of you not surface?
Where the beauty in your passion,
The ferocity in your person,
The tenderness of your touch,
The scent of your love,
Is all I have ever wanted for us?
If I wrote a poem for you,
It would be everlasting,
Because you, my love, are my ending—
As well as my beginning.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I am not afraid of love.
I am afraid of being hurt beyond repair.

I am afraid of giving my all to one,
Who may not always be there.

I am afraid of losing myself
And never finding my way back.

I am afraid of falling in love--
If you aren't falling back.
Poetic Artiste Jun 2015
My skin is steaming,
As the blood boils within me,
I feel the crimson rise to my cheeks.
I hear banging against the walls of my sternum,
—and pounding within my skull.
I’ve never experienced a heart beating this ferociously.
My breath has weakened,
As if I have a punctured lung,
The urge to scream —unbearable,
I am lightheaded,
My pulse races,
The rage intensifies,
I breathe deeply.
I accept the festering anger is hurting only me.
The crimson release flows from my cheeks,
They love to see us angered,
The best revenge is not to speak.
They enjoy making you angry, don't get them the satisfaction to see.
Poetic Artiste Nov 2017
I tried to break free,
Avoiding, -no easy task,
Swept right off my feet.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2014
I cared far too much,
But it was never enough...
All has gone away.
Poetic Artiste Jan 2017
You give me goosebumps,
Before we've even touched,
I'm moist from you,
Weak and losing my breath,
Yearning for you,
Keeping you close,
The smell of you alone makes my toes curl,
And when you straddle me,
Tresses flowing over your beautiful *******,
If only you knew what you do to me,
When you lean in, delicately placing your lips on mine,
Letting our tongues find each other...
I wish this could last forever,
You're the only one I love to please and be pleased by,
& when you lay your body on me,
I can feel your diamond against mine,
The way we move in unison,
The moans,
The scratching,
The bites,
I...love...making love to you,
And when you smear your fingers in my wetness,
And dip them slowly in my clenched grip...
The whispers in my ear,
Pleading for me to always remain,
Speeding up with every sound,
Drowning in the moans,
I'm lost with you,
I'll...Always....be...yours...baby....
My Beautiful desires are fulfilled with you,
Don't take that away..
Make love to me <3
Poetic Artiste Feb 2015
I can tell you that you’re beautiful,
You will not believe me.

I can tell you that you mean everything to me.
You will not care.

I can tell you that you are perfect.
You will accuse me of lies.

I can tell you that you are ugly.
I can tell you I hate you.
I can tell you that you disgust me.

Would then a disagreement come to mind?
People will listen to every negative and never hear the positive.
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
My eyes tell stories my mouth fails to speak
Words are a burden
When the causes leave streams of tears on me
It is all better left unsaid.

If I lower my lids will my secrets be safe?
Shut the windows to my soul
Keep them closed
And the awful memories be erased

Or will they come back to haunt me
Again another day?

When will I truly be happy?
Forgiving and forgetting are by far two different things.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
You're a *****.
and  always will be a *****.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Mirrors,
You never notice their magnitude,
Until each glimpse of reflection disgusts you,
Depresses you even,
When you are miserable enough,
To question significance of breathing,
Or why being born to this earth,
Has left you to feel deprived,
When your consciousness tells,
What you believe are lies.

You are a beautiful person,
Be aware of hidden gems.


Yet, compliments of being physically appealing are avoided like molten tempers,
Promises of the sweetest nothings,
You know to not take to heart,
After all,
You know what it is that they really want.
When people find you attractive and you feel otherwise it makes you question the truth within their minds....
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Is my appearance uneasy?
Does my darkness expose—darkened spirits,
And a vessel in need of mending?
Have my scarlet relatives,
Evoked only the most cherished desires?
—blinding you from my deaths.
When I whither,
I turn from crimson reds,
To the blackest of blacks,
I was not meant to live forever.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
You cut me wide open,
and were angered at the sight
of my healer.
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
If I bled words
What a beautiful tragedy my death would be.
The bloodiness of murderous verse
Slowly coursing from still veins,
Fascination ensued by the deep redness of my shade
Read me like the deadliest novella.
My corpse dispenses rhyme after rhyme
Slowly seeping into oblivion as time flows by
Smearing the floor with my everlasting essence
The sincerity of my words permanently staining the carpet
Frozen over gaze as you capture the look in my eyes
Holding on to seconds of life as time drifts by
Alone but leaving behind trails of divinity
A beautiful death as I lie, I die bleeding profound poetry.
Poetic Artiste Sep 2015
I wonder if....
I can ever,
Love anyone.
again.
Poetic Artiste Dec 2015
They ask too late,
how to fix me,
as if they don't know,
a broken vase,
no matter the mending,
will always remain...broken.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
I spent more time,
Adding up the things that,
Made me happy,
I hadn't realized,
The most important problem,
Was forgetting to subtract,
What was making me sad.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
Can we lie in the sand,
and watch the clouds go by?
While the sun sets,
and the tide waves edge higher?
Can we dip our feet in the water,
and play within the sand?
Until we're in each others arms,
silent and attentive,
All I want to have is you,
safe and in my presence.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
People don't change
They only show you
who they,
truly are.
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
Hershey’s—the best kiss,
When our lips meet chocolate,
We become addicts.
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
I miss you.
The sweet you
Caring you
Beautiful you
Gentle you
The kind you
Forgiving you
The you before you were broken
The you before you were stolen
Taken captive by those who are undeserving

I trusted too easily.
Will you please forgive me?
Can we start over?

I will spend an eternity picking up the pieces to make you once again whole.
I will be careful with you this time.
I will keep you protected.
I will keep a watchful eye.

My heart

Walls of steel will shield you.
I will barricade you by doors.
I will protect you with locks.
You will be secure.

You need not worry.
But you have to know when to let me go.
Release the mind-set of being numb
Trust me enough
To be careful with you
I will be attentive of who I give you to.

I will hold on to you
I know you are a little unsteady
But if you don’t release me
How will I ever find love?
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
Telling you,
I will never love you,
would be a verse too cruel.
But cruelty in honesty,
is but a bitter truth.
Poetic Artiste Jul 2015
Would my love still be good enough,
If I confessed my sins,
And all the mistakes I've since committed,
Be let free into the open?
Poetic Artiste Sep 2014
Did you ever stop to think?
That maybe—just maybe,
This was meant to be...
Poetic Artiste Oct 2014
I thought differently,
—Much differently of you.
You turned out to be the same,
As they all do.
Maybe they are right...maybe you can never really know someone to their core.
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
Do you remember?
You swore to me that you cared
Too soon endings near.
5-7-5 Second Attempt :)
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
I'm at constant war,
With the voices inside of my head.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
The taste of your sweetness,
Still lingers on my tongue,
I am an addict for your dew,
Remember the first time I pleased you,
The time my lips pursed between your folds,
That purr that escaped,
You knew I loved to hear you moan...
Then there was the silence,
You sensed what was in store,
As my mouth fluttered across your wetness,
and my lips engulfed your other lips,
You spoke and told me I'm nasty
But your taste I can't resist,
or how your diamond peaks at me,
Awaiting a tantalizing encase,
To be wrapped within my tongue,
Light strokes upon the center,
Twirling around the cape that no longer keeps it sheltered,
You hated when I teased you,
I could not resist when you said,
Please. Don't. Stop...
As if you knew being craved was my weakness,
I told you what you wanted to hear,
I'm not here to play games,
Firmly wrap your legs around my head,
Bring your garden to my face,
Every drop of dew is a present to my sheets,
Will you be my submissive?
I will handcuff you to the bedposts,
Before I let you run away,
I missed the way your body would spasm for me,
I promise to take my time if you honor me another night,
I only wish to say this blessing between heaven and your thighs.
I always wanted to attempt s ****** but not too ****** ****** poem.
Poetic Artiste Feb 2016
You crept your way into my heart,
when I didn't believe there was room,
for another to reside.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
This
is
not
how
I
thought
it
would
end.

This is not how I thought it would be.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
If I were
to love you
endlessly
would my love
be returned?
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Maybe the stars are more than they appear,
Maybe each star could be a count of the years,
--Or lives,
Maybe a star will one day be mines.
Poetic Artiste Apr 2015
I tasted heaven on her lips.
How can love so pure,
Be piercing sin?
If the shadows of hell,
Are where I shall be outcast alive,
I'll go so willingly.
Behind scarlet flames,
The beauty of our love survives.
Love who you want to love <3
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