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kimberli May 2013
It's funny how you pull my hair,
How you tease me.
Its funny how "she doesn't care",
How much you really please me.
It's funny how I can't have you,
And how I never will.
It's funny how this is all true,
And how now it's going downhill.
kimberli May 2013
It's difficult to tell who you really are,
Your eyes merely reflect my expectations,
I yearn to explore your scar,
I want to expand your limitations,
I hold dear, to our warm worn memory,
but even closer to my heart, is our future,
I'm not sure what you think of me,
Please, I need this wound to be sutured,
So fill my soul with your secret,
Hug my heart with your words,
Give me your heart, I promise I'll keep it,
And we'll nest together like birds.
kimberli May 2013
11:12 on a Tuesday.
A moment when the wind stopped,
Buds popped,
Grass was chopped,
Bunnies hopped,
And my heart dropped.

11:12 on a Tuesday.
A moment when rivers spilled,
Snow was killed,
Birds trilled,
And my soul was filled.

11:12 on a Tuesday.
A moment when spring was delayed,
Children played,
Flowers swayed,
And whole, I was made.
kimberli May 2013
It's as if i were watching it through a waterfall,
The memory, smeared in my brain,
There, but fragile your presence remains,
I recollect offering and exchanging moans,
Our breath playing tug-of-war between our lips,
In the morning, legs linked and our fingers spiraled.
The memory lingers, invading my mind,
Taunting me with the simple fact that I cant go back.
kimberli May 2013
My body grows weak from carrying this burden,
At first, a drop of water,
Now a cup of water,
  I try to hold it,
  My arms are tired,
  My burden is leaking,
I keep holding it,
I grow frail,
I need to let it go,
I can’t,
  So now I drown,
  In my own burden,

Please save me,
Hold my burden,
If only for the moment of one breath,
Hold my burden.
kimberli May 2013
Let’s go scavenger hunting for puddles,
Find mysterious, rippled portals,
We’ll forget all our worries and troubles,
And pretend we were never mortals,
We never know exactly how deep,
Might be up to your waist,
Through our boots laughing splashes will seep,
Maybe once, it will cover your face.
kimberli May 2013
Your kiss so sweet,
Your lips a snack,
When our lips meet, no sugar the lack,
Your lollipop tongue,
Your sour pucker,
I just can’t stop,
I’m such a sucker.
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