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  Jan 2015 Dance With Me
bc
You will always end up hurt.
I do not care how strong physically and mentally you are,
there will always be tears shed and hearts broken.
Because you cannot do something so physically intimate and
expect it to not be mentally intimate.
That is like jumping off a cliff and hoping you don't fall.
You cannot make pretend love.
You cannot look at someone and see them as an object.
For they are not an object, they are human
Someone will fall, and they will fall hard.
They will spend their time praying that each kiss is real.
They will pray that its more than just physical.
They will pray that rough touches and loud moans are more than lust.
They will spend their time hoping and praying
that you will see them as more than a quick distraction,
but, darling, this is not a fairytale.
They will not fall for you all because you kissed them differently.
They will not see you in a different light.
For this started as physical and it will stay physical.

*(b.c)
No I have never been in this situation, but I know people who have
Dance With Me Jan 2015
I remember it all as The 1975 played
Eyes dancing in the smoke of your wilted cigarette
Tangled in the bed comforter
Our lips pressed together
Carving novels from the sweep of your eyelashes
Your hand on my leg sending lightning through my bloodstream
Kneading contained desire into new shapes
Though room was frigid  
I could feel my cheeks getting crimson and heated
As we pressed closer
Skin to skin
Whispering unspoken truths through laced fingers
My lipstick wore off on your neck
Around the bruises I left
Time waving goodbye as the sun slowly rose
Look at me pretty eyes,
you do not notice im in dicise,
you quietly stare at skys,
in a dream like hase with love on rise
this is for a boy i used to like he had the most dreamy eyes but never actually noticed me with them ( he had a girlfriend)
  Jan 2015 Dance With Me
Mike Hauser
my favorite plaid shirt

smells of her perfume

letting memories saunter in

like she did to a room

now that it's all over

what else is there to do

except to wear my favorite plaid shirt

that smells of her perfume
Hello my name is Anorexia
I will make you an obsessive freak
You will hate yourself
I will make you hungry and weak

I will turn your meat to bones
You will lose excessive weight
You must be super skinny
Food you must hate

Skinny is perfect
So your diet is strict
You live struggling
Because you are an addict

Do not eat breakfast
The scale numbers matter
Do not eat lunch
Do not get fatter

I promise to make you beautiful
I am your best friend
I will make you so skinny
Even if your life might end
Dance With Me Jan 2015
4
1:32 am
I told you not to jump whispered the skeleton to the ghost
I begged you to eat replied the ghost in a voice of frost
But I wanted to fly
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