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Vale Luna May 2017
If I fell in love with you
                         would I show it?
If I handed you my heart
                         would you throw it?
If I had a chance with you
                         would I blow it?
If this was true love
                         would I know it?

If I gave you the world
                         could I top it?
If you snatched my heart
                         would you drop it?
If my love swelled up
                         would you pop it?
If I had these feelings
                         could I stop it?

If you felt the same
                         would you reveal it?
If you stole my heart
                         could you un-steal it?
If you loved me back
                         did you conceal it?
Now that I've felt it
                         can I un-feel it?
Running with Unscrambled and Unsolvable...
Vale Luna May 2017
I love to feel you
Coil around me
On rainy afternoons
The thunderous clouds rolling in
Put you in a certain mood

The soft
              pitter
                      patter
on the ground
Echoing your dark ****** sounds

Whispering to me
That sweet, demented kind of pain
All evening in bed
Leaving me wetter than the rain.
So I actually wrote this before I wrote Tired Fingers, but I randomly chose to post Tired Fingers first. Tell me which one you like better!
Vale Luna May 2017
I need your help
To solve a problem
There's something you must do
I need you to hurt me
Break me down
So I'll fall out of love with you

               Don't be gentle
And don't be kind
Please go against your natural will
Hold back your warmth
And become cold
Force my pounding heart to still

               Rip my soul
Stomp on the pieces
Change my love songs to crying
Fill my nights
With endless sobs
Make me feel like I'm dying

               I need this fast
To come to an end
All for the long run’s sake
For the unhealthy love
I'm feeling now
I need my heart to break

               So hold my heart
In the palm of your hands
Now quickly tear it in two
Don't hold back
Bring on the pain
So I'll fall out of love with you.
Also based on the day I told her I loved her (along with Unscrambled).
Vale Luna May 2017
To you
I'm just a midnight snack
Dressed up with perfume
For you to chew on when you get bored at night

But I can promise you
That when you see me in this dress
You'll be down on your knees
Begging
For this full course meal.
Vale Luna May 2017
I told my little brother
Not to come upstairs
Cuz my boyfriend and I
Were making sandwiches on his bed
Little did he know
That we we left behind
Wasn't mayo.
I would never do that to my siblings lol.
Vale Luna May 2017
There's a broken compass
On the dashboard of your car
Wired to a lack of common direction
Bonded to utter uncertainty
Telling us to **** the cement roads
And make love to our own beaten path
Wrestled through the dirt
Maybe we should turn around
But baby
Getting lost with you
Is my second favorite thing in the galaxy

Stop.
Let's park the car
Get out and stroll under the moonlight
We're seventeen now
We don't have to keep this journey PG-13 anymore
So lay me down in the grass
With only insects as our audience
I know I don't have to be nervous
Because you won't bite as hard as them

Baby
Getting lost in you
Is my favorite thing in the universe
Make me see stars
Even when my eyes are closed
Let's create music
Over the sound of the fireflies
That occupy the same love-nest as us

Throw the map out the window
It's not like your body came with directions anyway
Besides, I prefer to explore on my own
It was you who taught me
That not all who wander, are lost
So let me wander in you

Free from restrictions
Unbound by maps

Following a broken compass together.
  May 2017 Vale Luna
Penelope Winter
And oh, how sweet, the words you speak, they taste.
How soft they blow, how sure they flow; no haste.
An old eclipse, how slow, your lips -- they part.
So young, naive, quickly deceived, my heart.
How warm, your eyes, they hypnotize my soul.
And how I miss the touch, the kiss, you stole.
So sure was I that you'd be my first love.
But love's a thing we know nothing thereof.
Foolish of me to fall so deeply in.
How long I thought your smile was not a sin.
And oh, how used, how scared, confused, my trust.
Feelings so shy, that you deny, 'tween us.
How ruefully, our memories, they fade.
How bittersweet our love; like lemonade.

- p. winter
my first attempt at iambic pentameter...
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