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Rose Sep 2014
You're beautiful
Like a flower
Don't ever underestimate that power

The beauty and grace
That radiates from your sweet face
In darkness and light
You are always a lovely sight

Even when you're not here
The thought of your face is crystal clear
It gets me through the lonely nights
Sweet dreams of you holding me tight

With gentle kisses on my lips
As you feverishly grab along my hips
I gladly close my eyes
Traveling to a place with no goodbyes
  Aug 2014 Rose
Jonny Angel
Often late at night,
I dream about the distance
between your hip bones
& how I'd love to place
my tender kisses
all the way
across them.

Then I think about
the measurement
from your belly button
to your cute little ankles
& how nice it would be
to gently lick
my way
down
to them.

But most of all,
I think about
the size of your smile
& your precious lips
& how wonderful it is
to kiss you,
being glued
to them.
  Aug 2014 Rose
Jonny Angel
I was up all night,
tossing & turning
all over my bed
burning with hot visions
of her sweet grandeur.
For she could blow,
blow huge bubbles
through a cocktail straw
& madly crawl,
crawl all over the floor
chasing rabbits.
What a dream she was!
  Aug 2014 Rose
Lunar
you said that
you love it when it rains.
little did you know that
it rains
whenever i shed a tear.
maybe that's why
you seem happy
even if i'm hurt;
you enjoy
whenever i cry.
and i'll always end up
exchanging your sorrow
for my euphoria,
in hopes of you
loving the rain—
me, my tears, and my pain.
(j.m.)
Rose Aug 2014
I try to unwind my mind
But time
It passes so quickly
Never fast enough
For life's next big rush
I want to look at the stars,
see the sky
But instead
Inside I hide
Hide from the my mind,
which crushes my soul
These feelings that take ahold
Scare me to death
Always threatening my next breath
It feels pathetic
Pity
When you seem so well liked and witty
Is it all a lie
Or can I evolve to be someone who can actually try
Not sit back and wait
Always scared to enter the gate
Take the initiative
Jump the gun
For how much longer am I young
Young like the sun in the sky
Doing whatever to feel the high
The high of happiness,
so beautiful
But ever fleeting
Leaving life with little meaning
I hate this picture I crave
Will it ever force me to be brave
Brave like the people who don't sulk in their room
Brave like the people learning to bloom
Bloom like a flower
of which I adore
Can I build a fire inside
A fire to create the more
The more from life for which I crave
Or to my insecurities will I always be slave
  Aug 2014 Rose
Tee Jay
There are three simple words
that can make me,
that can break me.
Three words that
anyone can say.
The speaker of those words
immediately has power over me
as soon as the words
leave their lips.
The words are not
I love you,
but
**** your self.
kys.
three words; **** your self.
two words; **** yourself.
an acronym; kys.
Six months ago,
you could've said that to me
and I would have been
devastated.
I would cry
and scream
and maybe even try.
Today, however,
you could say those words to me,
and I will smile.
I will smile with confidence.
I will smile with sadness,
because you think it is a joke.
For you cannot tell me what to do.
You cannot bring
me down that easily.
I will laugh
because you think
you can hurt me.
Your petty little words
will not even phase me.
Go ahead and joke,
but I will never
EVER
say those words to anyone.
You never know
when someone will
take you seriously.
idk where that was going...just feel strong today :))))))
Rose Aug 2014
You are like tequila
Thick with flavor
There for a good time
Winding me up,
just to bring me down
Mornings after are silly
and painful
Full of laughter
but always on a deadline
I hold you close
Cherish every moment
Knowing only I feel this way
So I drink you in
temporary joy
immediate satisfaction
Setting myself up for disaster
But a beautiful one at that
I regret nothing
Unlike tequila
I forget nothing

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