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I love it
When you
Kiss me
And everyone
Is watching
Because your
Not afraid
To be seen
With me.

                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                                   I love it when you hug me
                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                 Like it's beeen years
                                                           ­                                                                 ­                                                    Since you've seen me
                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                 So warm and wrapped tight.





I love it
When you
Tell me you love me
Because
I feel the vulnerbility in you
As well as myself
And when I reply
You almost always
Hug me
And then kiss me.

                                                            ­                                          
                                                                ­                                   I simply cannot determine
                                                       ­                                            What it is that I love more
                                                            ­                                         The way you hold me
                                                              ­                                        The way you kiss me
                                                              ­                                        The way you love me
                                                              ­                                         But it's okay because
                                                         ­                                              At the end of the day
                                                             ­                                               I love it all.
What is the hardest part
                    Of being alone?
It's the quietness,
A stillness making
What ought have been a home-
a house.
It's filled with beds,
But those lover's nests
Are             Empty.
And the thought is
As occupying as a dream.
A dream you cannot feel
Because the loneliness is keeping you awake

With no one to hold down your fears
         And keep you safe.
The re-creation,
of a nation from hell.
But we only,
care about ourselves.

We cannot seem,
to unite as one.
And when we do,
it's by use of gun.

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.

The world is looking,
for a brand new savior.
The Statue of Liberty,
needs someone to save her.

Every time we re-build,
chaos follows.
We can't correct our mistakes,
our minds are hollow.

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.

Can we re-build?
Can we restart?
Can we re-program,
mans once great heart?

Can we unite?
Can we be one?
Or are we blind,
from looking into the sun?

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
 Dec 2012 Caroline
Helena
You and I,
We could entertain ourselves
With a single word,
A moment in the valley,
With only the stars as our witness,
A shot of our favorite bourbon,
Or even just the sound of the trees whispering-
Outfitted with only the nakedness of this life
Hands held, lips touching, just our breath.
We could have everything and more.
You’ll just never know it,
Until you open your eyes.
You lift me up, with happiness.
You're the reason, I give my best.
You're the reason for my joy.

You enhance my abilities.
You believe in all my dreams.
You're the reason for my happiness.

Maybe I.
Maybe I don't don't give you your dues.
Least like I should.

You're the woman that I hope for.
You're the reason's I explore more.
You're the joy of love to me.

Without you.
I feel I would be nothing.
Not a single thing.
 Nov 2012 Caroline
Emily Tyler
Don't be
A mole.

I hate moles.

They burrow
And
Scavenge
And
Live in the
Dark.

Thats just
What you did
To my heart.

You burrowed
Deep,
Down to the center.

You set up camp.
And I didn't know
You were a mole.
I thought maybe you were
A
Straw,
To ****
Bad things
Out.
So I kept you warm
And waited calmly for the
Bad stuff to
Dissapear.

But I realized
That
You were a
Magnifying glass,
To emphasise
My flaws

And you were
A
Seam-ripper
To
Pull the patches
From where
I had already healed,
To make the scabs
Bleed
Again.

And I thought you were
A
Jigsaw
And you were broken
So I could fix you
And put you
Together.

Like a
Vase,
Easily
B
r
o
k
e
n.

And
Then
You left me.

Like a
Tooth
Full of
Cav it ies.

That
Space
Next
To
My heart

No longer full.
And you
Didn't depend on me,
No longer a tapeworm.

I miss you.
Like
You
Were
Mine.

But you were
Never
Mine.
 Nov 2012 Caroline
Chris Landry
The sun is getting low
The shadows are starting to grow
These times are passing so slow
The ground cold and white with snow
This cold is so lonely, where did it all go
The sunny days when she would glow
Those moonlit nights seem like a distant echo

I miss the days the ocean would kiss the sand
Frozen, it seems the love has been put on hold
In its place a desert with nothing to share but the cold
Lost and shivering I need to find something warm
Wrap me in your blanket, bring back that feeling
Make these moments, times worth saving
Because I need you to start the healing

I need a lover, a friend
Someone to put this misery to end
A reason to believe in tomorrow
A way to fill this hollow
A direction to follow
Because today I walk these streets alone
A single row of footsteps in the snow

You must be hiding somewhere out of sight
Just like in the dead of the cold night
Somewhere I know the sun is shining bright
Out there I know you’re the one to make things right

Caught in the concrete of time
I’m waiting for an angel’s light to shine
Sitting here frozen like the ocean
Reminiscing of the warm sand
Remembering when an angel held my hand
Those days are gone, fallen like the leaves

I need a lover, a friend
Someone to put this misery to end
A reason to believe in tomorrow
A way to fill this hollow
A direction to follow
Because today I walk these streets alone
A single row of footsteps in the snow

As the grass starts to show
When rivers rediscover their flow
A new hope found, watching it all grow
Waiting for you to bring a new glow
Appearing from the melting snow

One day the sun will climb
Stay in the sky for a long time
On that day will you walk with me hand in hand
Create a past with footsteps in the sand
Till then I walk these streets alone
A single row of footsteps in the snow
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