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 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Ma Cherie
I wish to touch your face
it's true
though more
to touch your soul,

I wish to see the inner you,
it is my only goal.

Ma Cherie © 2017
Just thinkin ;)
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
kyle Shirley
Some times it's like I'm a fish out of water
I suffer without you.
You were the air in my lungs, the water I drink the birds chipping in the morning...

Now your the last drop in the bottle, the head ache I can't break in the morning, your the heart attack I lived through making me pale and weak.

Your the rain that never stops, may I ever see the sun again?
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
r
Black Lipstick
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
r
She hides her smile
behind black lipstick.
Her voice is low
and in between.
She smells of loneliness
and cigarettes.
She sings for me
when she is high.

She gets me higher
than I can go.
She takes me low
and in between.
Her heart's on fire
when she sings.
Her voice is smokey,
full of pain.

She sings of loneliness
and broken dreams.
Her dance is low
and in between.
She gets me high
and lets me down.
She kisses me
with black lipstick.

r ~ 4/29/14
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 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Akira Chinen
Whisper to me of soft sins
and hard moans
I want to know
who you are in the dark
When you are naked and alone
I want to feel the stain
of your wet kisses
up and down my kneck
Push me onto my back
and carve your name
into my chest
Sink your teeth
into the corner
of the inside of my thigh
There is no pain
when I have the pleasure
of being in the reflection
of the carmel desire in your eyes
Pull me under the secret universe
you hide in the mad love
within the pulse
and rhythm of your stars
Drown my breath in the colors
and pallet of the beauty
of your blood red lips of lust
Leave the scent
and taste of your flower
To haunt the eternal hunger
you have seared
into the marrow of my bones
It is only by the warmth
of your breath
that I can enjoy death
and rise and die again
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Lora Lee
words fell
    like broken
        glass
                from
your lips
                onto
bloodstained
                       carpet
lacerations
              searing your
bruised heart,
      transplanting
              its jagged rips
into mine
  beats sharply feathered
like injured
                wings,
angel eyes
   pigmented my color,
    blinded by a
cool sheen
hiding behind
                 tears
You are but a child,
young fresh entity
yet know the weight
of heavy
    and suddenly
nothing else
       matters
only your light
in my world,
however
         dark you get
nothing material
can fix it and I will
stop it all
to press
the button
          of time
and give
you
the
       world
for my son
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Darkly
Letter
 Jul 2017 Gidgette
Darkly
You belong to a group of people who are the world’s most hypocritical. You follow a god that supposedly teaches love and compassion yet you have shown me that there is little room for those two qualities within your soul. Instead of living in harmony with others you exercise dominion with an iron grip. If I didn’t know any better I’d think you were taking the phrase “…next to godliness” to heart. You are a sheep that grazes in a pasture of guilt and fear. I can share a roof with my father, but I cannot fathom how anyone could share one with you.
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