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  Jan 2021 Smothered Divine
Jon York
Inside you

is where I want to

be,

thrusting

within the folds

of your mind

penetrating

the sweet softness

of your soul,

throbbing

as I release my love

deep within you.
                                     Jon York   2019.
Smothered Divine Jan 2021
I am saccharine kisses before lullaby led naps.
I wonder if you know your name yet.
I hear you giggling and cooing from your crib.
I see you've grown quite a bit.
I want you to stay small forever, my dear, I want you to stay small.
I am swifty cheek kisses before waving goodbye.
I pretend to want you gone from my nest
I feel like I've bitten a lemon.
I touch your shoulder before tucking you in
I worry Until she's gone, a shadow remains.
I cry over a loss soon to come...
I am apathetic side hugs before taking my leave.
I understand you're growing old and you're ready to flee.
I say I miss when you giggled and cooed,
I dream of your small little toes, 1 2 3.
I try to be happy that you're growing old like me.
I hope you know what I mean.
I am saccharine kisses before lullaby led naps,
But my kisses are frail and you’ll remember it as my last.
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  Jan 2021 Smothered Divine
Dan Hess
grasping at the past, heavy of heart
and shocked; paralyzed
wishing for wings,
to fly in my dreams,
find that castle in the sky


travel through the vortices
of interconnected minds
there, you, I’d find,
my world divine

my love, accosted
ever lost

my muse
who’s left behind


and
forever shifting is the heart
ever yet never drawn apart
so bound are we
o, me to thee
such (pressed in pressure)
encounters brief



like lightning in my mind’s eye
to see the air electrified
whenever your eyes meet mine
hovering; swimming in ethereal fluid
surging with infinity’s energies



yet
arching in my back
a miasma of light
erupting from the heart

out of the eyes

stranded, abandoned
drifting in the void
crippled
by the weight of indiscretion

longing
for such loves forever lost
such levity intrinsically bestowed upon me

whence coalescence splits bereft
by weight of evanescent fate
and there is nothing left
not love nor hate
am I too late?
am I too late?
Smothered Divine Jan 2021
Caught like silk in rose thorn agony,
I pull my arm free of your chains.
Streams of diluted delusions flow from behind my eyes
As they stare into yours, searching, pleading for answers.

Your newest **** waltzes out of my room,
Bare legs and arms like fresh globs of cream,
A quivering voice of lavender.
"Darling?"
You consume her with your eyes,
What we were long forgotten.

Having my answers, I take my leave.
Shedding layers of bandages and spackle,
I let myself feel how you've hurt me.

Was she worth it?
I don't wanna know.

Rushing downhill around thin, swirling roads-
I close my eyes and exhale everything you've done.
The Release.
My chevy smashes through the guardrail,
My skull takes a jolt to the wheel,
-
And I fly into the abyss,
Free as a bird.
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