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258 · Mar 2018
the nearness of you
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
that song i remember
remembrance of a soft lush feeling
the presence of a misty force
vibrance
without violence
without fear
without loss
it is a dance of life
with you
i am gently aware

i am high on emotion
but i don't miss anything

"it's not the pale moon that excites me
that thrills and delights me
it's just the nearness of you
it isn't your sweet conversation
that brings this sensation
it's just the nearness of you"
214 · Mar 2018
Birth
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Eruption explosion
Nuclear bomb
Quiet sobbing
A simple song

The ocean
Infinite

Fire blood
Nuclear bomb
Love laughing
Careful song
206 · Mar 2018
Sun & Moon
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
I think
That was when
I started
To fall
In love
With you

Two primates
Under a misunderstanding
Two primates
Under a cosmic codependence

We understand trees
We want to understand
Each other

That was a night
Of hope
199 · Mar 2018
Desire
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
How do I know what is real
When desire clouds my mind
Like the smoke of fireworks
184 · Mar 2018
The Animals
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
In the ocean is a tiny crustacean
Deep under there
No longer sleeping

In the desert is a yellow being
Hunting to meet her needs
Looking for new ground

Sometimes we sleep with one eye open
Sometimes we drift
Toward another continent
183 · Mar 2018
Not at all
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Strange desire
When I think of you

Strange heart glowing
Even when I'm feeling blue

I understand the way you are
Like I understand a star
Not at all
I want you to be far away
Like I want a cloudy day
Not at all
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Now the tender breeze has gone
I have a fear of what's beyond
I wish I could jump forward in time
To feel the soft home that is mine

I'm feeling kept
I'm feeling trapped
The rain on my windows
Reminds me of the tears I've wept

I can't think of a name for you
Nevertheless my heart is true
I wish I knew what was ahead
But for today I'll write in bed
171 · Mar 2018
Society
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
We should take love very seriously
And mock science

We should sit in bed
And write poetry

We should walk without aim
And hum delicate songs
163 · Mar 2018
The night
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
The night
Inhabiting all
Her kisses upon sleeping flowers

I feel fingers on my skin
In solitude,
It is the clear darkness that touches me
161 · Mar 2018
permission to be wild
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
sometimes i feel so courageous
like a young snake full of venom

sometimes i feel so afraid
like an uncaged rabbit

i am convinced that either way
you will step aside
and let me be where i am
157 · Mar 2018
golden union
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
trembling with my own
mystery
in my eyes behind my eyes
you and i
golden union

what is flesh if
not the ideal of god
immolation of the mind
anointment of the body
155 · Mar 2018
so many ways
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
so many ways
to tell each other
so many things to say
so many ways
to see it
one truth
that two bodies feel
154 · Mar 2018
Untitled
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
There are a few things I can control
My tongue
Is not one of them

I must show every detail
I don't want to have any secrets
No wonder fools get tattoos

I am writing poems on bathroom walls
Because I can't shut the f up
About my idiocy

I am telling strangers
About this man
I have lost all my cynicism
151 · Mar 2018
Hands-on pottery
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Dreaming away
My worries
You,
Make a small ceramic dish
To hold my keys and my feelings

Whispering to the earth
There is nothing more comfortable
150 · Mar 2018
I want to know
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
I want to know
What connects us
I want to know
What holds us apart
And kiss it
Until it turns
Into rain
146 · Mar 2018
Sweet one
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Sweet one
where do you get this tendency
shaking me
gently
insulting me
Tenderly

tolerance, celebration, trepidation
absurd stillness
they all feel so easy
paralysis becomes dance
like snow melting
144 · Mar 2018
The flower
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
I planted bulbs with my grandmother
Simultaneously I buried myself in a shallow bed
And allowed you to water me

Although I slept
You fed me

Although I quiver
You are patient

Shedding my shell into the earth
Growing from my home
Into your admiring vision

My own body
However open in the spring
136 · Mar 2018
Excitation
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
I lay here all day
Wishing I could dream of you

Now that it is bedtime
Like a horse
Off too early
My heart races away
131 · Mar 2018
I keep writing
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
I keep writing
About silly things

It is a mistake

this is not silly
123 · Mar 2018
Moon
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Ancient ******

Earth's lover

One milky breast

Dripping all over the night
120 · Mar 2018
Connection
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Sand is pieces
Of what was solid
Standing here
I can see that washing away
I can see it coming back
Inbetween us
120 · Mar 2018
Destroying myself again
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Destroying myself again
But intentionally

To feel anew
To listen
To chant your name

Intoxicated by
Death
Death
Death

Heart opening
Heart opening
Heart opening
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
What kind of fear laughs at herself?
The same kind that led me here
Tugged me away from misery
Said, love
The only choice you have is to go

Go ahead, ahead
Into the dark woods

There are meadows inside
115 · Mar 2018
Terror
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Terror
I am dancing with terror
I take her spear from my heart
And pierce with it the sun
Its divine meat feeds us

Terror
I am crying for terror
She laughs, laughs
We are walking together
We share a shield
I borrowed her dress
We scream like Valkyries
Here to ravage the world!!
115 · Mar 2018
Fear
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Fear like a
Block of ice

Do not hurt me with your hammer

Build a flame
And wait
114 · Mar 2018
Eclipse
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Today I'm running out of ways
To cheer myself up
Being without you now

The sky is dark blue
My heart is pounding
Why no answers
Why no answers
112 · Mar 2018
To be in that other world
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
To be in that other world
The landscape of myself
Your waves carry to me
Carry me upon the salty waves
Where shore becomes land
Where there is no barrier
110 · Mar 2018
The child I was
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
Rotting inside my body
Is a little girl
Who was afraid to have fun
107 · Mar 2018
In that room I was
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
In that room I was
Vibrating the walls

I was
Sitting in your presence

Awash

You see me as sunshine
You feel what is in my heart
Emma Bobro Mar 2018
What is the limit of my body?
I am tentative to ask,
With your hand on mine,
It seems like a moot point.

Where do I end?
I certainly don't end when you open
I am sure I do not end

In the same room
In the same air
Since we breathe the same air
I certainly don't end...

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