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 Jun 2015 Day Wing
rogue
Do you remember the girl with the electric touch? As she placed her hand on the back of your neck, she breathed undiscovered galaxies into your lungs. Do you remember when she traced constellations across your back, and named each one for you. Do you remember when she reached inside of you and plucked the flowers that sprouted from the stardust she left behind, and weaved them into your hair.
He doesn't text you just to show he's into you,
Won't get you a drink when he wants to get it going,
And he definitely will not dress to impress.
- or play those silly little games

The games you can only score when you send a gift,
A goodnight/goodmorning message,
Or if he will stay up all night talking to you.

Instead,
He will call you to let you know about the cat that just crossed the street,
Message you the newest set of stickers he downloaded,
Take millions of embarrassing photos of you while eating,
And shows up outside your house to pick you up.

He is not the typical guy;
He is not the one to do things because he wants to ***** you.
- He is the guy who makes you happy.

The guy who is being real with you,
The one who wants you for you,
And not how hot or how pretty you are.
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Lauren Leal
Life is Death, but also the wake you have created.
I feel you have truly lived when even after death, the people whom you've touched along your way can't forget you and you 'live' on.
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Cindy Torres
I know to seek comfort in a man, only if he's gonna do me right. I knew I was in love when he was all I'd think of, morning and night. Drives me crazy the way he do the things he do, I stopped questioning my feelings when my mind accepted that I knew I was in love with him. Every time I see him, I seem to fall in love all over again. I fell for him so unexpectedly, it caught my attention the way he was so honest, he wasn't spittin' lies. Waiting for time to go by, but even now I'm his, and he's mines. Steady hoping time flies, so I can show the world that he's not like the rest, the way he make me smile, the way he holds it down. It was always his mindset that caught my attention, it seemed he would be mad enough to hold me down and make me smile when I frown. I stay up late thinking about how lost in love I am with him ever since he stepped into my life. Love the gentle way he hugs me when we lay up, when things are going wrong he makes things feel so right. The way he makes his voice enchant me, it feels like it's meant to be when he holds me. The way he looks at me makes me get lost in his eyes, crave for his presence, for his smell, for his touch. He says I'm still young and one day I'll find someone better, and I tell him I'll never give away my love, I'll never love someone this much. I don't want someone better, I want him, the way he is, I accept his flaws and completely love everything he's about. He holds my heart, the way he is makes me feel so lucky being by his side without a doubt. The way he has me all infatuated with the way he shows how much he missed me, makes me have him constantly on my mind. I never worry bout these females cause I know he's mine, just like the way he shouldn't care about these ******, cause they're just a waste of time. I lay back every night and reminisce on all our moments together, the way he laughs, the warmth of his body, the touch of his hands, the softness of his skin.. Counting down till we don't gotta hide no more, it's not even about the ***, I'll let him undress my mind, and even my thoughts explore. He has a burning desire to love me the way he does, I trust he keeps it real with me so I make sure to never fuss. If being with him was a sin, then I'll live my life sinning. & when I tell him I don't want our love to end, he tells me
"Baby this is only the beginning"
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Nessa dieR
Gone
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Nessa dieR
If I could see my baby
At least once, tonight,
As the weather:*  rainy,
Gives a chill, just right.
Oh, what I would give to just be told
He would never appear before my eyes;

**I hope he won't grow old...
I will miss singing his lullabies.
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
Joel Frye
isn't it odd
how we can know
human nature
well enough
to write poems
that move others
to tears
yet must hear
the words of others
to cry
alone
.
Peter, Paul and Mary - "No Other Name" www.youtube.com/watch?v=-GdB3oWRS04
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
April
Break In
 Jun 2015 Day Wing
April
I know you're out there
and I know you want revenge

the music is blaring
but I hear you, trying to break in

it's late an I'm all alone
yet what scares me the most, is seeing you
with bloodshot eyes
wanting me dead

I'm afraid, that's true,
not afraid of death
or being trapped with you

I fear of your hands, touching me
and memories swirling
reminding me- I used to believe in *you
It's kind of repetitious, or at least it seems that way right now. I don't really know, I just had to write this out. Feedback welcome! :)
As babes we bring people closer
As teenagers, we defy rules
As we grow, we lean on shoulders
Stumbling on like other fools
Lifting others we'll try
Turning out like Oli and Guy
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