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i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new
as is the sea marvelous
from god’s
hands which sent her forth
to sleep upon the world

and the earth withers
the moon crumbles
one by one
stars flutter into dust

but the sea
does not change
and she goes forth out of hands and
she returns into hands

and is with sleep….

love,
    the breaking

of your
        soul
        upon
my lips
 Nov 2013 Anna Sophia
kenye
Pt. I
Longing for your
lonely fingertips
The taste of the space
between your breaths
Slow sips of
Your coffee lips
My Hands
Your Hips
The bite
The kiss
The marks you left
When I couldn't get you
Out of my neck
Screaming off my chest
In the morning
We meant it harder
Than tying our tongues
in goodbye
a new record
inside your cheek
where you hide the most
beautiful smile alive
before you dressed it up
to oppress the rest
in an ironic twist  
of fate

Pt. II*

I was listening
To *The Decline

On the way home
From your place

I felt like I might do the same

But the moon was rising
and it looked like the Death Star
In the distance

There's still hope somewhere
it reminded me
To keep finding what I'm looking for

The country roads always
look more beautiful
When Mother Nature
Is dying
To fall apart
Gracefully

Don't we all wanna fall apart
so gracefully?
Warmed by her hand and shadowed by her hair
As close she leaned and poured her heart through thee,
Whereof the articulate throbs accompany
The smooth black stream that makes thy whiteness fair,—
Sweet fluttering sheet, even of her breath aware,—
Oh let thy silent song disclose to me
That soul wherewith her lips and eyes agree
Like married music in Love’s answering air.

Fain had I watched her when, at some fond thought,
Her ***** to the writing closelier press’d,
And her breast’s secrets peered into her breast;
When, through eyes raised an instant, her soul sought
My soul, and from the sudden confluence caught
The words that made her love the loveliest.
i have found what you are like
the rain,

            (Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields

easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike

the air in utterable coolness

deeds of green thrilling light
                                  with thinned

newfragile yellows

                      lurch and.press

—in the woods
                      which
                              stutter
                                        and

                                              sing
And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
                  your kiss
"How many times can you fall in love with the same person?"

- the answer escaped my lips but ran wild through my brain.
my heart knew every word that my tongue could not explain.
I look deeper into your question,
billions of people, but you're the incomparable selection.
my selection, laced with complexities that were only meant for me to unravel.
scar after scar and yet falling for you has been the easiest of battles.


"How many times can you fall in love with the same person?"

-let's take a guess because neither of us knows.
let's keep counting, let's use our fingers and our toes.
tallying falls and re-falls into a universe created out of unexplainable connection.
a journey, our journey, the imperfect perfection.
you see, my heart resides in your sanctuary of a soul.
keep it there, it seems to be the only place it will grow.


"How many times can you fall in love with the same person?"

-if the third time's the charm, how lucky are we?
how blessed is this love affair, how is it not meant to be?
question the questions, or jump into what has become our second skin;
LOVE. our home away from home. the place where we've always been.
I will always love you and you will always love me.
so when you ask how many more times we'll fall, I'll simply reply: "Infinity."
Eating healthy
exercise regularity
sleep enough
I forget that these
simple tasks
keep me from basking
in
despair
Daniel Magner 2013
 Oct 2013 Anna Sophia
Tintswalo
You say you want my love
My sweet lips you want to taste
My heart you want to feel
My skin you want to caress
Let me tell you a story you don't wanna hear
Of the love that broke my heart

I miss him so much I want to cry
Days have gone by and I haven't seen him
His bright face still smiles at me in my mind
With eyes that wink at my intelligence
"Tee, don't ever leave me again"
His last words that touched my heart

I miss him so much my heart bleeds
Days have gone by and I haven't heard from him
His kind words still ring in my head today
"**** you are ****"
His last words that got me to smile

I miss him so much my mind cannot fathom
Days have gone by and I haven't touched him
His gentle hands would lay on my hips
as he pulls me with his strong hand
Gently to his sweet breath

I miss him so much my body shakes
Like an addict longing for a fix one more time
I long for his tight squeezing arms around me
He lays there so close yet so far
"Should I wake him for a fix of pleasure"
My last thoughts before my trauma

My love left me alone
To a place I cannot reach
I want to go there each time
I miss his gentle touch
I miss his heavy compassionate eyes on me
With his body beside me
A perfect plan to bring him back
I gently kissed his lips with care
Hoping for love to respond not despair
Like a corpse with no feel he finally said
"Tee we shouldn't do this"
His last words that killed my heart

This story is too deep for me to tell
So listen to me my love
I will get straight to the point
Don't expect me to love with no heart
It got killed during an emotional warfare
Stabbed with a double edged sword of rejection
It bled out all the sweetness
I have no heart to give you my love
I call you love out of normality
Like his words broke me
I don't think we should be doing this!
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