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 Dec 2017
Graham
Hey
I went crazy when I first saw you
I was this young, dumb, weird-ish looking guy..
[Maybe a lil bit handsome]
I was completely mind blown by your insane beauty..
Soon, I felt I could actually fly
With so many butterflies
Right there beautiful, I felt ecstasy
You made me feel ecstatic
I love the way you laugh with your face
And when you try to dance funny
I love it when you say my name in a **** way & then giggle afterwards..
I love it when your eyes glow with so much grace
That enlightens everyone around you
I love that you're perfectly imperfect
I love every little thing bout you
I promise to try as hard as my heart can beat to make you the happiest woman all day, everyday...
Even when the days are grey
Lemme save some for the future date
I love you
So much my heart can't hold
[Goes down on one knee]
Would you do me this greatest honor
Will you......................??
 Feb 2017
Gregory Dun Aer
There's much to say
about your face,
the symmetry of it
makes me lose focus often,
your perfect blue eyes
like a cerulean sky
so mysterious in its shape
like a soot filled fireplace.
Your small mouth
are where best kisses are housed.
Your eyebrows arent too dark;
they are a canvas for live art
settled with or without a brow pencil.
You are the prettiest person I've ever met
with roses for cheeks stained crimson red.

There's much to say
about your face.
 Feb 2017
Gregory Dun Aer
I do not love you as to hold you in my palms every second,
not as the blessing of wishful thinking, not as sunny days,
I love you as to let you float freely to your will, I love you in rainy nights,
I love you as overtly and covertly as possible. I do not love you as rubies and emeralds but as heartbeats and stolen kisses. I love you as a fleeting moment I may come to regret. I love you with or without cupid's arrow.
I love you.
 Feb 2017
yne
If we're not fated
to be in this life, then I'll
meet you in the next.
 Feb 2017
Gregory Dun Aer
Each grain of sand slipping in this hourglass of life-
seems to remind me that you aren't right by my side-
the fleeting wide-eyed surprises we shared together
doesn't make up for a better night rest and I'm up again
with a paper and pen, penning my pensive thoughts
that are caught in the back of my skull into words.
The hurt is still there but I'll forget them all if I could
just hold you in my arm.

Remind you that I am the calm after a storm and your-
eyes are the most beautiful gems I have ever seen.
The emerald green really brings out the depth of your heart,
but the art you bleed to life seems to spill off the canvas
and the answers I'm looking for can only be found in your eyes.

Tonight; I'm reminded of how much you made me smile,
tonight; I'm reminded of how much I have loved you.
Every moments pass by, days go by and I know,
I know, I know, I missed the chance to ever see you again.
This pen bleeds my anguish but the tear stained tissues
captures my misused miss yous.

You have cities in your eyes, I wish I could see them again,
the sunrises, sunsets, the butterflies, the birds and the horizon;
beyond the photos,
beyond the memories.
 Feb 2017
Star Gazer
I do not love you as if you were oceans, or aquamarine,
Or the ice cubes that lay to melt as time passes.
I love you as precious petals are to be adorned,
by the stem, in between the Earth and the skies.

I love you as the stars visible in the day
but kept to say all the silent beauty of the night;
thanks to your love for the lit path guidance,
illuminated by a livid canvas, yet alive in my heart.

I love you simply because it is impossible not to,
I love you with every part of my cells and molecules,
so I love you because I can't not love you.

then know; if I live on with every breath, so do you
In my thoughts, my memories and heart,
In my thoughts, you spun the strings of my heart
 Feb 2017
Gregory Dun Aer
Do you ever wonder if stars are lovers wishes,
the thousands and millions of wishes to be together forever,
and a city without stars is a city of lovers that have never seen a day apart.
What if stars are a painting of the different pathways,
two lovers could take?

What if the late night thinking and the dazzling stars,
are telling me that you and I are a mistake?
But what if they're telling me that you were made for me,
the same way stars are made for each other to form constellations?
 Dec 2016
Star Gazer
They asked me how she found herself into my life
as if lights were lit across the street guiding her to me
or a beat of my heart led her safely towards my arms
but it wasn't that way, she merely noticed the rubbles
the bits and parts of pebbles scattered across the grounds
as the crowd of people walked further and further away.

Her shadow crept closer each passing moment
the opening of an otherwise undiscovered unity
but she beautifully kept herself going with each step
and each breath she found herself closer and closer.

They asked me how she found herself into my life
I guess she followed the debris of my heart
and my past like a kid on a candy hunt,
while others waltzed past in their own world.
 Oct 2016
Stephan


On silver wings glistening
in June’s final sun
above feathered clouds,
wispy visions floating,
my heart races excitedly,
faster than any wind
rushing outside this small window
for I know below awaits
my promised destiny

Northern destinations,
sit just across the border
along a shoreline of desire
where silent sands
await our footprints,
collected in patterns of love
two at a time
leading to a paradise discovered
within yearning smiles

A year or more has passed,
though it seems only yesterday
when the flower of love bloomed,
scented longings flittering,
written on garden paths leading
to this hour as I unpack,
checking my watch,
constantly glancing towards an
unknowing door

Nervously listening…
every sound in the corridor
becomes an image in my mind,
butterflies gather in
a winged frenzy fluttering
deeply inside of me
as I pace the floor, searching
for the perfect words to say,
poetic or not


When comes a timid knock,
my heart skips a beat
and my pulse runs anxious
I open the door to find a beauty
so pure and mesmerizing
the world around me no longer exists,
replaced by an enchanting melody
I am desperate to sing yet
in this moment I can not speak

I melt into chocolate caramel eyes
as breath escapes me like
ochre and umber leaves falling
to a chilly autumn breeze and
I feel as weak, my knees quiver
as my gaze falls to her rose petal lips
and I can no longer contain myself,
I kiss her, deeply, passionately,
slowly drowning in euphoric bliss

Heaven has found me,
touched me, called me
as my lips caress those of an angel
and I float, deliriously
holding her in my arms
completely lost in the rapture of
realizing that finally
my forever dream
has come true
A poem about one of the best days in my life. At least I have the memories and that is something that can never be taken away from me.
 Sep 2016
Star Gazer
So hold out your light
I want to be by your side
guide me to your life.
 Sep 2016
authentic
You are so funny in the mornings
Something about your dazed conscience and sleepy nature
Each morning it is enough to make me weak all over again
Each morning I am reunited with the thought of "I love you"
You stumble over silly words, you smile shy and tuck your head underneath the covers, giggling, I can see your smile, I can see it clear
You are so funny in the mornings
You are so gentle in the evenings
Something about the end of the day as the sun retraces it's steps from the day before, we lay in silence
The sound of nothing but breath in and breath out
As the dust particles in the air settle over our still bodies
A car passes by but we do not turn to look, we do not move
Your hand traces up my shoulder and a warm feeling flows like a river through me
You are so gentle in the evenings
You are so simple at noon
Calm and amicable, something about the way you stare out of the car window
Like you are soaking up every tree, every cloud, every gust of wind and it hits your face
You sway to the music in the car, humming sweetly like the sound of a city at midnight
You close your eyes, lean back your head
You are so simple at noon
Every time of day, you are divine
You are the last breath before going underwater
You are the feeling of going for a long walk
You are the sweet smell of an empty room and fresh paint as sawdust blooms all around, building, climbing
You are a journal I hope to fill my days with until the space runs out
You are a poem I cannot seem to end
But until next time
Thank you for being so funny in the morning
Thank you for being so gentle in the evening
Thank you for being so simple at noon
 Aug 2016
Phia
You didn't give me a set of wings,
You simply showed me the beautiful pair
That I had never knew I had.
Oh me, oh my, take these broken wings and fly
 Aug 2016
gray rain
Ghosts and demons
Haunt both kinds of dreams
For no reason
Other than to hear your screams
Sorry... This is strange
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