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Bubbly Jul 2011
Standing proud
Standing tall
Standing empty

Were you sweet, salty, sour or bitter
as you touched the tip of her tongue?

Insertion of jagged knife
Above my navel
Below my xyphoid
An area as delectable and soft
As the elixir you contained.

Your neck has been
Played with
Fumbled with
Her lipstick smears on your jaw
Traces of sweet notes
Leading the way
Down, down
All the way
To your base

You are deafeningly silent
But I hear what happened -
so loud -
Yet I say nothing
Because if I crack your delicate crystal
You'll only be worthless to me
Bubbly Mar 2011
Truth:
I am alone
I am lost
I am numb

It was easier
And far less embarrassing
To tell you:
"Please, **** me again..."
Than to admit the truth
To myself
To you
Bubbly Dec 2010
I feel your heart.
It's beating through your back.
I feel it in my chest.
It's changing the rhythm of my own.
Bubbly Dec 2010
Your bedroom is always so dark, an empty void.
I could really use this line as a metaphor to describe my heart, but I won't.
I'm not fond of metaphors to tell you the truth, and you never understand them anyway.

Your bedroom is always so dark,  but not quite pitch black.
There's an artificial cerulean glow coming from your clock's display, which is a tad large for my taste.
And to be honest, it irritates me some, I like the red alarms quite more.

Your bedroom has a very plain bed, where we like to snuggle.
I curl up with you to intensify my persuasions - it's no secret - and I'm okay with it for now.
I'm usually the spoon  and you're the noodle, but we both agree that the pretzel is that much more amazing.

Your bedroom has a very plain bed, on which we amaze each other.
The single blanket we lay under, sometimes over, is covered in me, because of you.
I always laugh a little, and think that you sleep with me every night, even when I'm not in your room.
Bubbly Nov 2010
To your eyes,  seriously studying my body
To your fingers, slowly sliding down my sides
To your lips, softly pushing against my neck
To your hair, slightly tickling my thighs
To your face, steadily finding my grooves
To your hips, stubbornly grinding my  own
To your heart, shamelessly rejecting my soul

I'm indifferent.
Bubbly Nov 2010
I revealed
Everything
To you, love

Now I ache
Everyday
For you, ****
Bubbly Nov 2010
I went straight to bed last night
Overlooking the shower entirely
I saw my reflection, barely dressed
Evidence of you all over my body
I eased into a tranquil sleep
With you on my mind
I woke up long before dawn
Welcoming a familiar soreness
I untied my hair--
And surrounding me, in suspension
All I could smell
All I could breathe in
Was you
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