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Deana Luna Nov 2013
I was born in December
with hair black as the night sky
and skin white as the moon
so my mother named me Deana.
Deana Luna Nov 2013
cigarette spearmint king
old spice chanel no. 5 pretty boy

you are limitless 2 am drives on highways
                          
let me ride you
Deana Luna Oct 2013
steamy nights alone.:
**** why do i smoke these they're gross.?
but i feel like i'm flying.

dizzy. dazed and confused.
do i like this?
do i really look like this?

but this burn.
this burn is fantastic.
shooting stars in my lungs.

can any of you even see behind this smile?
am i coming through to anyone?
i am stuck in my head.
have i made an impact on anyone's life?

i bet i'll show this to a lover in the future.
to show them secret parts of myself in hopes they'll love me.

ha. love.
was she the only one who saw me?
was she the only one who thought i was lovable?
she used to say how easy it was to fall in love with me.
did she lie about that too?

am i so terribly unloveable????!
ha. look at me making myself cry on the porch by myself
watching the rain.

i am a cloud.
Deana Luna Oct 2013
nostalgic rants? oh, how original.
- i miss baths. my playground.
- not having a single trace of nicotine in my body.
- being tucked in at night.
- You. fuckerrreinogtgjnfjk
i miss you. drinking and galavanting through the city.
following you blindly from bus to bus in a ***-induced happiness.
trust. i miss being close enough to feel your heart beat.
why are you so far away?
i need you.
you feel so close on the phone.
**** distance. take a **** flight from seattle.
i need you here.
where are my cuddles??
dancing. i had such a purpose with each sway of my hips.
remember? my hips could move mountains.
make your mouth drop.

"god, you are so cute."
pavement kisses.
best friends live too far away
Deana Luna Oct 2013
I woke up at 3 am
in a cold sweat
feeling the lack of you everywhere.
the hands of your shadow grasping my heart.
pumping it into the oblivion of the night.
Deana Luna Oct 2013
portraiture.
sweet tooth.
rotting away my teeth.
bitter aftertaste.
indulgence. indulge me.
inhale decadence.
exhale toxins.
cleanse deep.
she knows. she knows. he does too.
but he always did.
new to the game.
red lipstick razor blade.
cut you open. let you spill your guts to me.
incorrect patchworks.
inaccurate intricacies.
spillage on highway 505
where we left our beating, ****** hearts.
lit up with gasoline wine.
fast ignition on a mission.

for your neck.
failed wreck.
Deana Luna Oct 2013
quick to jump
quick to feel
it's all split-second
decisions on ****** positions
at 3 am.
practicing submission in the
mirror of an alleyway.
broken.
shattered premonitions.

c r a v e  m e

do you. do any of you.
feel me. in your bloodstreams.?
knocking the wind out of your precious and
dying lungs.
pumping your hearts.
crave me? do you?
deliciously uninterested.
shards in my throat.
interesting personality attraction.
follow me now.
to do lists. have done lists.
to get to when i'm sad and bored lists.
check check check
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