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 Aug 2013 Cheyenne
Adela Wilde
Then take me.
Reach out and wrap yourself around me,
Press your heart to mine, connect coronaries.

I'm not going to be the first one to leap
I'm too clumsy, I'll fall over my own feet,
And crash, tumbling at yours.

Thinking is a bad idea.
You need to catch me before I fall.
 Jul 2013 Cheyenne
Hilary Thorpe
I know a place
With lots of space,
To let your heart run wild.
To feel the breeze,
And laugh with ease,
And never fear again.
I know somewhere
You can let down your hair,
And take in all there is to see.
Just take my hand,
And we will go,
To where it’s just you and me.
 Jul 2013 Cheyenne
Jamie L Betts
Everything I ever wanted, you held tight in your hands,
And you pressed your heart into mine and said, "Don't let go."
I tried; I promised you that I'd never hurt you,
But now you're standing in the rain, mourning my retreat.
My dear, I never meant to betray your heart so coldy,
But you and I just weren't what my soul craved.
I tried to return to you but my weariness won,
And so I left you all alone, with no one but yourself.
Those bright blue eyes,
Full of wonder, so alive.
Enveloped in her agony,
She hides tears and paints on smiles.

She lives for her disease,
Knowing that in the end it will manifest.
She hears the warnings, the pleas,
But doesn’t listen, doesn’t fret.

She strives for perfection,
Of body and of mind.
Her shadow may walk on
But she is left behind.
 Jul 2013 Cheyenne
Meg Bowen
Say
 Jul 2013 Cheyenne
Meg Bowen
Say
Say anything.
Just don’t say nothing at all.
Don’t keep me waiting, don’t leave me hoping
you might say things you never really were.
Just say anything.

Say anything.
Say you never really loved me at all.
Say that it was all a game, all a joke and you got me well.
Say it had always meant more to me than it had to you,
That I had taken it too far and pushed you away.
Say it, if it’s true
Say ‘I never loved you’.

You won’t say anything at all.
Weeks of waiting have turned to a month of hating.
Hating everything about you and what I had been with you.
You won’t say anything.
You closed us like a book, never to open it again, never to speak of it again.
Was this your plan all along?
To say all the right things
And then say nothing at all?
The stars don’t want us together, you know
They say we’re no good.
We both want too much
But we can’t give enough.
That’s what they say.
 Jun 2013 Cheyenne
Dorothy Parker
If it shine or if it rain,
   Little will I care or know.
Days, like drops upon a pane,
   Slip, and join, and go.

At my door's another lad;
   Here's his flower in my hair.
If he see me pale and sad,
   Will he see me fair?

I sit looking at the floor.
   Little will I think or say
If he seek another door;
   Even if he stay.
Oh, sweet disposition
We seem to have opposing opinions
On most of your past decisions
Back when we played different positions
In all of our parallel missions
We're trapped within mental prisons
Stuck keeping each other closer than a distance

Oh, sweetest disposition
You have the most striking persistence
Wouldn't count on you a single provision
No need for alcohol, drunk off you in any instance
And your silhouette blurs my vision
When you go missin'
You know who I'm missin'
My bittersweet disposition

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