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rk Feb 2019
loving you was such a rush
you swam through my veins
hitting me like ******,
now i'm in withdrawal

i can still feel you in my blood.
rk Feb 2019
you've made me soft
that's what i'm told
took my sword and replaced it with roses,
showing me there's beauty
in being unguarded
now i stand in a blooming garden
flowers singing since i let you in.
- growing with you is forever sweet.
rk Feb 2019
i still ache from missing you.
the shape your mouth made
when you were unsure.
the blueness of your eyes
taking my breath away
each time they found mine.
you were beautiful like a natural disaster,
devastating but captivating.

our time was fleeting
but felt like an eternity.
as if each star in the cosmos aligned
to enable us to share
those twilight moments.
your teeth on my neck.
your warm breath in my ear.
our pleasures will never
be understood, only feared.
worshipping each other in the darkness
like pilgrims searching for god.
you were all i wanted to know,
happily spending forever locked
under soft duvets, sweat trickling
down the arch of your back
on those summer nights.

i miss the heaviness of your body
as you finally gave in to sleep,
knowing i'd chase away
those demons that controlled your dreams.
i still feel your hands in mine
like a phantom limb
soft but definitely writers hands,
creating beauty so naturally
the words would catch in my throat.

haunted by all i never said;

darling stay here please,
my heart beats for you alone
i can't bare to face the dark.
don't forget me.
rk Feb 2019
you have an addictive personality
that's what they say.
you threw your arms around me too fast
like a hurricane,
consuming me completely.
i don't doubt the sincerity
in those moments and whispers
too pure to be lies,
your sweetness like a cavity.
but now i see it for what it was
your latest fixation
simply a way to pass the time

i was just another habit to break.
rk Jan 2019
i wonder if you still have the memory
of how it felt to possess me
or how sweet i tasted,
our bodies pushing against each other
screaming in your brain
burns of the third degree,
just like mine
a ghost in the background
taunting, yearning for ecstasy
bathing in endless torments
a martyr for your love.
rk Dec 2018
and i wonder why you
let me continue
to fall, when
i'd already
hit the

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rk Jul 2018
your love set me on fire,
his gives me wings.
now i know the difference.
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