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Your sweet breath tickles my spine,
Calling out for the goosebumps.
But there’s a beautiful contrast
When your warm hands comfort them.
And even when we’re laying together,
And we’re still too far apart,
I can align my ears with your chest
To pick up the lovely rhythm of your heartbeat.
And since you always know what to do,
Next you’ll move my hair just enough
To plant a sweet, sweet kiss
Right on my forehead.
*I’m home.
I yearn for the nights
When I can open my eyes at 3am
Just enough to see a body
Its curves matched perfectly by soft blankets
And to hear the steady inhales and exhales of unconsciousness
I can shift my weight ever so slightly
Just enough to give them a kiss
I can turn back around,
Fall asleep,
And know that everything
Is alright.
Heading to Mexico tomorrow morning so I thought I'd put out one last poem until I come back. I WILL be writing when I'm there, trust me!
Filled with bones,
made for breaking.
Filled with blood,
made for circulating but is instead used for bleeding.
Given a heart made to beat,
but yet my pulse is slowly fading
I am dying. Just on the inside.

Some people can't handle a girl,
with hurt in her soul and scars on her skin.

For this reasoning, I lock myself up.
Heart and soul in a lockbox,
and I've thrown away the key,
leaving nothing but what you see.
A lock with no key,
and a heart left to bleed.
So no one can see this mess inside of me.

As for the scars,
I wear bracelets, and long sleeves.

Now, I congratulate you,
for you've met a girl,
who is very good at hiding.
My heart jumps
When you call,
All my worries
& cares seem to fall,
Just one minute
With you seems an eternity,
Just one word
From you an entire symphony,
Sometimes dreadful I fear,
The angst in my voice you could hear,
The lust, the want, the need,
These feelings held back
That wish to be freed,
To call you names;
Pretty ones I mean,
Like baby, sweetie,
****, my queen,
Your voice flows audible
Toxic to my ears,
A vision of you
Clouds my eyes with tears,
How I yearn to have you before me,
With that pretty smile that fills me with glee,
To see you, hear you,
Feel you, smell you,
I want nothing more
Than to be with you; boo,
To cradle you my love;
In my arms, I wish to give in
To your seductive charms,
I want you once forever;
Just you & I as one together...
© okpoet
 Feb 2013 Kaleigh Vaughn
Jerry
An incomplete soul.
Searching & Searching.
Can never be whole.

An incomplete soul.
Seemingly, missing  pieces.
It's hard to know.

All required parts
are locked into place.
With emptiness in my heart.

An incomplete soul
Always longing,
Always wanting,
Never consoled.

Smiles are heavy.
Never knowing how
to break through the levy

A dark black hole.
Always melancholy
My incomplete soul.
 Feb 2013 Kaleigh Vaughn
Jerry
Love or Jealousy,
Commitment or Freedom,
Happiness or Fun,

All a funny taste?
Bitter Sweet, yet intoxicating.

A brew of witchery.
A blessing of Angles.
Time will always tell.
It's time to pack **** up
When that bad habit
Becomes dependency
When dependency
Becomes addiction
It's time to pack up
But I forgot my suitcase
So I'll take another beer
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