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It’s you** I think of
Before I go to sleep.
It’s your voice that calms me
When I laugh myself silly.
It’s you who I think of
When times are slipping.
It’s you that will reason
With  the stupidity from me.
It’s your eyes which keep me moving
From day to each day.
It’s your warmth in your touch
That makes the butterflies take off.
It’s your kindness.
That makes me want to be a nicer guy.
It’s you that I need
When I feel lonely.
It’s you that I want
Just to hold close.
It’s you that lets me know
Everything is right in my life.
© Josh Buller 10/09/2010
 Jan 2013 Katrina Wendt
chloe d
there was a fire burning in us

we put it out with alcohol and cigarettes

we put it out with late nights

and *** fights

we put it out with our bodies making love under starlight

oh and how that fire burned

while we yearned

for forbidden things our parents never tell.

there was a fire burning in us, and we walked through hell.

there was a fire burning,

in our eyes you saw it glimmering

ya we threw up,

but we grew up,

and now the fire’s only simmering.
I don't think I'll ever be close enough
to you. Like so close
that I can feel your heartbeat
in every part of myself.
It seems weird to want to
open you up and check out your soul
but that's exactly what I want.
I need to see what you know
and what you've felt
and who you are.
Because right now you're just a name
and a pair of ever-moving hands
that just won't settle
on my body.
What is love?
Is it the touch of your hand? 
The beating of two hearts as one?
I guess I just don't understand..
Is it something that just happens?
Or is it  more planned?
Her face twisted
a mask of grotesque
all joy wrung out
by griefs tourniquet
Saw a news story that featured a mother attending the funeral of her young child
I thought I loved once,
But in reality it was lust.
It was that way for many months,
Until one day i saw him with her.

She had hair of gold,
And lips ruby red.
But her heart was oh so cold.
So I left him with her.

They deserved each other.
Both only after one thing.
I know I will recover,
but It will take some time.
21
This throat is raw
From the fire in my heart
It scalds the esophagus
As it works its way up
And makes it hard to
Tell you the way I feel
And tasting you isn't the same
And I'm choking on every word
I didn't say
Vowels and consonants all fail me
And stupid girls
Don't win a ******* thing
Except self destruction anyway
And there ain't no gift receipt
For that
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