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 Jul 2014 Derek smith
Claire
Stress
 Jul 2014 Derek smith
Claire
Every part of me screams
Every nerve ending feels like I might die
Could this period really b a period.
Am I pregnant.
I pray to God and all his living sections of Gods in different countries.
I'm not ready.
He's not ready
We want to love each other forever.
No more negative thought.
I'm not.
I'm not.
I'm not.
Shame woven into me, to escape the things I've done. In shadow it reminds me, it's a battle that can't be won.

Fingerprints along the walls, that match my very hand. It holds to gently or grips to tight, and lost is the magic sand.

Where were you all that time ago, when I needed strength the most? Now my past self haunts me, like the lingering of a ghost.

Never is there a witch when you need one, to cast a magic spell. Circles drawn and cauldrons bubbled, the day I saved myself from hell.
 Jul 2014 Derek smith
Claire
Kissing his lips
I feel my body tingle
Ripping off clothes
Breathing hard in anticipation
He gives one last kiss.
"Are you ready baby?!"
No answer is needed
My eyes say it all
Tight as usual
He goes slow
Eyes connect wild with passion
His lips cover mine
He thrusts hard
Harder and harder
Every position
Making my heart beat faster
When he finishes
Oh how his face sends chills
He kisses me up and down
"I love you"  exchange lips
I could lye with you forever
How much power you have over me
So much love.
Moonlight covered vanity,
Ethereal heartbeats as hands touch.
A Chemical filled moment seems so,
Forever.
Underneath the stars,
Who watch with angst.
swallowed whole by reflected light from the moon,
Which does not judge, only shine.

Small moments in this place, with these things make hearts skip beats.
Makes eyes refuse to blink,
They stick in brains forever,
Not departing until they hop into the souls suitcase when it departs from the body.
 Jul 2014 Derek smith
Jack
~

If you only knew

these feelings I clench in my fist,

locked in endless lingering,

breathing for only this

Painting a future

caused by eternal dreams

found in your…



Smile…



and I too shall smile,

laughing in flowered

blooms filled with heartbeats,

fragrances sifting

along alphabetical fence lines,

counting the letters

found in your…



Words…



send a message,

feeding desires of my visions,

fruited of vine fed bounty,

weaving about my skin,

tempting me to search deeply

the roots

found in your…



Thoughts…



flow freely

within my soul,

beyond scattered butterflies

on the top rung

of this laddered stairway,

padded with beliefs

found in your…



Love…



sets me free,

fits me with wings of chiffon renderings,

soaring to destined heights,

glowing in the shimmering rays

of a springtime sun

in the forever solitude I

found in you…
Lousie threatened me (wink wink) so here you go.
Dust me off
As if
I had never been tucked away.
As if
Time never lapsed into a greater space. Dust me off
and see me only as I am now.
  As if
I never have been beyond
or before
this moment.
Dust off
what you Placed on a shelf to protect                      As if
its worth watching fade.
As if
This corner holds enough light
Just for me.
Dust me off
And see me through the looking glass As if
I'm much to delicate to touch.
Wasn't I quiet enough for you?

Did I keep your secret tucked far enough under the sheets,
Where even now,
You can't admit I have laid.

Because if you did,
You'd have to admit the never leaving,
Because it never left.
Longing always lingers in the silence between.

You've hidden me in the folds of the blanket.
Always searching through memories,
Just for a moment of what once was.

I can't return your calls.
My absence now echos through us both.
The indent of my body growing stale,
Like fading perfume on the pillow.

I know it in the way you once kissed me.
Yet now,
You only whisper my name to the bed sheets.
In this dense darkness, I wish only to see. For light to guide my stranded way, so that I could just be free.

I flex these wings of angel soft, stretch them to keep strong. Put it down with ink and pen, to document where i went wrong.

This magic harp is broken, it once played a heavenly sound. My tears have turned it to rust, no hope to repair it can be found.

I look down upon my twisted hands, turned my halo into chains. I wonder in my solitude, if clarity still remains.

I was cast from heaven, salvation I no longer have a right to seek. Bare and exposed before you, I'm embarrassed that you'll peek.

My sins are all around me, scattered in every direction. I cant stand the traitor that I see, when I gaze at my own reflection.

I kneel to cry, pushing the hair back from my face. It hurts to be human, when souls like me have no rightful place.
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