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 Jul 2016 Flynn
rootsbudsflowers
Eyes closed
Images of you
Float behind my eyelids
 Jun 2016 Flynn
rootsbudsflowers
You visited me
And you asked me if
He holds me.

The way what you hold me.
"No."

And you came to me
And you asked me if
He craves me.

The way that you crave me.
"No."

No. No. No.

I could fill my gut
With "No."
Where you are "Yes."

I could live in your arms
I could feed off your passion
But no.

Because he holds me
In the night.
And he holds me
In the morning.
He holds me when
I'm sleeping.
When I never even
Know it.

And he craves me
Without asking.
He craves me
Without thinking.
Craving me
Is second nature
To him.

So
"No."
He's not you.
But you're not him.
And you were never willing
To be.

So go back home.
And give me back
The keys
To my heart.
You've always known.
 Jun 2016 Flynn
rootsbudsflowers
There's a love
That is forever.

And it comes in many forms.

Forever love
Can be friendly
Can be fearful
Can be passionate
And can be painful.

I've lived my life
Feeling a few
Forms of forever love.

But when I met you
I felt it all.

And I could breathe
And I felt like I was choking.

And I could fly
But I knew that I was falling.

And I just wanted so desperately
To grab you at the hips
And pull you into me.
But my hands were tied.

I felt forever love with you
In every form.
And I failed you.
Don't go. I'm not leaving so please don't go.
 Jun 2016 Flynn
john p green
Sometimes by just pausing and allowing all else to swirl around you like standing in the middle of a dust storm full of leaves.
Eventually those few will fall at your feet, meant to be picked up and absorbed before carrying them forth upon a new path, while the others are simply carried along by the wind.
 Apr 2016 Flynn
rootsbudsflowers
And

I

Don't know what to do

I

Don't know what to do

I

Don't know what to do

When I'm

Not

With

You.
 Mar 2016 Flynn
rootsbudsflowers
I want to write you a song,
A sonnet,
A prose.
A sweet little nothing
That everyone knows.

I've tried to take others,
A common love song.
But they weren't for you,
No.
They were all wrong.

I wanted it to be special,
To be different,
Unique.
I wanted to make
Your knees feel weak.

But nothing was working.
Nothing was right.
I was ready for failure,
To give up the fight.

But then you stopped by
And took my hand in yours.
You smiled,
You winked,
You helped with the chores.

You calmed all my nerves,
With one thoughtless look.
And that was the moment
That my heart
You took.

There's no way to explain it,
No words to display,
The way that I felt
When you took
My breath
Away.

So I can't write you a prose,
Or a sonnet,
Or song.
Nothing can explain
That with you
I belong.
For an old friend. No longer true but still just as pretty.
 Mar 2016 Flynn
rootsbudsflowers
Your beauty
It takes root inside of me
And grows to be
All that I'll ever see.
You are who I can't get out.
 Mar 2016 Flynn
john p green
Good writes
Neither wrong nor right
Seep to seize reaction
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