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Jennifer Feb 2019
In the morning we will forget, so I put the blue drink to my lips, gazed into your green eyes and felt the icy drink trickle down my throat;
The alcohol only burns if you think too hard so I focused on the deafening music that seemed to engulf us.
Your fingers lingered on the table for a moment and I am reminded that something so minuscule can also be sensual.
My mind, although inebriated, cautions me that these feelings will only last for a short while because in the morning we will forget;
But I wake up
and your face
It is etched into my temporal lobe,
my brain a broken record, replays pieces of the night before;
My fingers clumsily interlocking with yours,
My fingers clumsily interlocking with yours,
My fingers clumsily interlocking with yours...
The upward turn of your lips creating a spot light and burning my face, I had to swear to you I wasn’t blushing.
And with the smell of the sea radiating from your chest,
I think to myself maybe one day I can join you on a voyage of the world, but one can only get so lucky.
So until then I’m off to bed once more hoping that in the morning
I’ll forget.
  Jan 2019 Jennifer
alexa
you say you’re not a poet but
with a girl like that,
how could you speak
anything less than
the stars?
-a.c.b
Jennifer Jan 2019
Football, church, bikes, and friends;
“I finally have it all,” he said.
“I can look at my past and know it is not my future
My family loves me and I can say it now too.
I’ve experienced pain you will never know and I’ve lost a friend, something I’ll never let go.
But I cannot change the past, or my parents.
I can only change me, I will change my future and become the person I’m truly supposed to be”
Jennifer Jan 2019
Show me your dark side, not so I can join it, but so I can show you mine too.
  Dec 2018 Jennifer
Aislinn Miell
I always feel sentimental when it rains,
So, on sad days like this I leave the house without an umbrella.

With my headphones in,
listening to our favourite songs,
I walk past your old house.
Or the cheap restaurant we always went to.
Just so I can let my heart feel close to you again.
I must be so pathetic.

but when the rain stops
You will exist only as another memory.
So, I embrace the droplets on my skin,
Even if I do catch a cold.

On sad days like this I cannot help but wonder
if it’s raining where you are,
if you think of me.

So, until the next time it rains, we walk our own paths.
Jennifer Dec 2018
And then you kissed me.
We hadn’t been alone together for a while
But I knew I needed you in that moment
I was fragile, but you
You were so gentle.
My heart had already been racing
Better yet my mind was racing, my heart just followed while we clumsily enjoyed each other
Then there was a kiss, so sweet no candy could match it’s strength.
You leaned over and said “your heart is beating so fast”
My dear,
I know,
It’s been beating like this since the day I fell into your green eyes.
And then you kissed me.
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