Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
AM Jul 2015
When you're with me, I can hear my heart
whispering comfort by its tender beat
synchronizing the rhyme of your words
when you're repeating "I love you" to me
When I'm with you, I found out that
the point of my whole existence is to
spend the rest of them answering
"I love you too"—out loud—to you
AM Jul 2015
She
I saw her—your woman
She is effortlessly beautiful

She has this glowing skin
She has her youth
She even makes you smile
better than I could

I can never have what she has

But

I have lips that touches yours
the very last time
before you fall asleep

I have skin that warmth yours
when you're wandering
inside your sweet dreams

I have voice that you first hear
when the sun sings
after the moon sinks

I have love that you call home
and never forget to return to
cause it belongs to you

And she
She can never have what I have
AM Jul 2015
It was the color of your bedside lamp that paints the room just the same
when I am seeing you lay there on the bed watching Manchester United game
and when I move my leg inside the blanket we share to keep you tight
you'd give me that "I am here" smile and kiss my forehead goodnight
then when the morning knocks, I will find you still counting sheep
and I will find myself exhumed by the whisper of your sleep
AM Jul 2015
The kind of yielding warmth from your kiss
is the kind of paradise I never want to miss
AM Jul 2015
"Do you love her?"
"I do"
~

There and then I contemplate
your lips, your eyes, your breath
trying so hard to find the lie
in your straight answer
and the ***** between my neck
and my stomach trembles
caused by the truth
I cannot handle
AM Jul 2015
Is just that I cannot find the best way
to explain why I surrender myself to you
like you are the magnet to my steel heart
cause no matter how far I had run
I constantly bounce back to where you are

"I let you go, I did, but did you?" he asked
with me laying my head on his chest
we all know the obvious answer to that
AM Jul 2015
Ah go ahead
Throw me the ball of blame
I can hit them strike to shame
but I'd love it better
if you'd just put the sport to rest
and come inside my arms
where you'll feel warm and safe
above all this mess
settles the love we always have
Next page