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  Jul 2014 alyssa
Just Melz
First touch
First kiss,  bliss
I lick my lips
The tension releases
This feeling I feel
A sickness
This desire builds
All this touching
Still can't get my fill
Craving that look
Of passion in your eyes
Your disguise,
The satisfaction
Of friction,  sweat
Dripping between crevaces
Following the path
The moisture leaves a trail
To the bottom of the ocean
Explosion
Keep going
To the flame inside
It burns,  for you
Steady and hard
I feel this hunger
Quench my thirst
A slow and soft kiss,
First
Then it's just enough
The volcano erupts
Fall down,  bliss
It all started
With one sweet kiss
  Jul 2014 alyssa
Sydney Mae Dompier
I'm thinking of love at 2:45 am.
And all the while, your face
pops up in my memory like a flower in a meadow of weeds.
I don't think i know how to love but
When I see that certain smile upon
Your face,
My heart skips a beat
And my stomach does flips
And my hands get sweaty
And my mouth runs dry.
And if that's love
Then, God.
I'm crazy for you.
alyssa Jul 2014
Your value doesn't decrease based on someone's inability to see your *worth
alyssa Jul 2014
Things changed so quickly
Suddenly, unexpected and somehow perfectly.

In the beginning I could barely look at you without my head pounding and my heart sinking. For some reason I was scared. I thought you were like everyone else and i was afraid to sink under your judgement

But instead you knew how much I needed you and you reminded me through those endless phone calls and long talks that you may in fact need me even more

So now during the days that seem to go by so fast i look at you and have become infatuated with who you are

It was only until this time I realized without you I could never be me.
alyssa Jul 2014
I love you

I love your laugh
the loud one
and the soft one

the creases under your eyes that seem to dance with your different expressions
the patches that lie upon your neck from my lips that you never try to cover

your usual sayings that have been overused and worn out
the small things you whisper into my ear
the tensing of your muscles when you can't pull me closer
the strain of your lips because you aren't ready to pull away
the sigh of content when you fit into my small perfectly

i love everything about you, i always will.
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