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i sighed and walked up to the counter
to order my food while i was finally
on my break after working for 2 hours
i told my manager what i wanted and he
handed me a number

“why’d you hand me a number?” i asked,
confused because usually we don’t do that

“i’m gonna have riley bring out your food to you” he said with a small smirk
i rolled my eyes
as if that’s going to happen
i thought and sat down at a nearby booth

as i was waiting for my food I glanced at my phone scrolling through social media

until i saw you walking towards me with my food you were smiling and laughing while i was a blushing embarrassed mess

“he really made you do it?!” i blushed as you chuckled

“here you go” you handed me my food with a huge smile on your face as i thanked you while you walked away i couldn’t believe it

i kept looking over at you and blushing
everyone knows now including my manager
so this happened at work today
hold my thighs
lick me as if i’m
the only source
of liquid left on
this earth

devour me like
an animal
pinning me down
lapping me up
as if you were a dog
on an extremely hot day
;)
it was a late Thursday night
and the restaurant was reaching
closing time the petite girl had her
hair in a straight messy bun as she had her earbuds in blasting her favorite song

she was sweeping the floors while dancing as she glanced over her shoulder to see if the tall brown eyed boy she liked had left yet

as she was sweeping she noticed the boy about to
walk out the door to leave

“wait! before you go give me a hug” she said
with a slight shy smile on her face as she walked over
to the boy with his hat turned backwards and his earbuds in

he grinned as he opened his arms preparing himself
got her tiny embrace, wrapping his arms around her
for a quick 5 seconds

“what was all that for?” he asked as he almost walked out the door

“oh it’s just that I’m not gonna see you for the next week so I’d thought I’d say goodbye” she said shyly, blushing a tiny bit

“aw well I’ll see you when you get back and have a happy Christmas” he said walking out the door to his car

being in his arms
made her feel safe
he felt like home
love working with him
little did you know
seeing your name across
my screen made my stomach
do flips and my heart flutter
he followed me back on instagram:)
i imagine you
kissing me but
i know you’re
out there kissing
someone else and
it kills me
it’s happening
it’s finally happening
a relationship between us
a friendship at most

long conversations as
we’re not doing anything
small smiles and cute
laughs all around

total eye contact
not turning away
for a single second

this is it
this is what I’ve wanted
for so long with you
i just hope it lasts
we talked all day at work and it was great
being a poet in love
means writing down
every single emotion
you’ve ever felt on to paper

it means turning simple things
about a person into
deep details that only
you would notice

such as when the one you
love simply smiles at you
that could turn into
“his mouth turned upward into
a small smile upon his cheeks
making my stomach erupt
into tiny butterflies”

it means writing every single
interaction you’ve had with that
person and turning it into something
poetic and beautiful even if it’s as
simple as a smile

it means letting your heart
do the writing for you as the
emotions pour out of your mind

but it also means heartbreak
lots and lots of heartbreak
having your heartbroken
even helps poets write about
being in love

it’s hard being a poet in love
because we can never find
someone who truly wants
to be written about
wrote this for a contest enjoy
 Sep 2017 fatemadememortal
skyler
you
i want you
in every way there is to want a person

from lazy rainy days
sitting around in underwear
wrapped up in the covers
enveloped in each other

to lustful late nights
high happy and in love
too absorbed with each other
to focus on anything else

i want you
and i see so much in you
that counting all your perfections
would be like counting the stars
there's too many to keep track of
and they just seem endless

i am utterly in love
with every inch of your being
every corner of your mind
and everything in between

i might not know what i believe
or where i'm going
or what i'm doing
but i do hope
you'll hold my hand
and wander blindly with me
because as long as i'm with you
i don't need a destination
you are the journey

i am simply enamored with your entity
captivated by your character
fascinated
infatuated
amorous
in love
you asked me to write you a poem, i hope you like it


“It was fun while it lasted” they said

“It was painful when it ended” was my reply.
I know right...

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