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You are the flame on the end of my cigarette.

You get closer to me when you're about to burn out,
and you need someone to hold you before you fall apart.

You give me that buzz, that authors try to captivate,
but can never find the words.

I once heard a saying that sad people smoke a lot.
All I could do was taste your name on my lips.

Then I knew I needed a smoke break,
because you're the flame on the end of my cigarette.
  Jun 2014 Carlie Richardson
BZQ

              
⠀                       i crave
                          you
                          nex­t to me.

                          i crave
                          your skin
                          on mine.

                          i crave
                          you,
                          to­uching me,
                          feeling me.

                          i crave
                          your lips
                          on mine.

                          i crave you,
                          your love,
                          your warmth.

                          but most of all,
                          i crave
                          you
                          nex­t to me.

                          -BZQ
they said
this and that
about you
and
i know
it's not true
for i know
who you are
even though
it's not true
it hurts
deep within
my heart
and
i realized
i still love you
I've always wondered,
          What it was like.
                To be loved unconditionally.

But no matter who comes along,
            They always remind me,
                There is always one condition.


                                                             (c.r.)
I wanna be close.
Close enough that our noses are touching and we're caught in that nervous moment right before a kiss.
That hanging space between kissing and about to kiss.
I like that space.
The space where I just lay my hand on your face and pull you closer.
I like that space.
I could be in that space forever.
The space where butterflies from my tummy fly out of my mouth like wildfire.
That space where I can feel your breath on me.
That space that's close, but never close enough.
I want to spend forever there with you, in that space.
Please, just take me away to that place.
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