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 Jul 26 Leo
The Romantic
Humid air
middle of the summer
every dog and child happy to be outside
surrounded by hippies and
cheap speakers playing rock โ€˜nโ€™ roll
along the river in front of us were small ferries
I can't remember what happened yesterday but
I recall the feeling of when I first saw you
turning around slowly to glance at
who I didn't know
will spend the rest of my life
dancing in back of my mind
there
was the woman whom I didn't know
will always I desire
the very, only wanted one
never will I ever have.
Memories are sometimes deadly
Savor the first days you meet.. & cut ๐ŸŽฌ
 Jul 26 Leo
The Romantic
Is it?
 Jul 26 Leo
The Romantic
A *** never stirred, overheating
shows me
itโ€™s okay to die with desires
they usually
are things we donโ€™t need
similar to those who
carry their secrets to the grave
slowly cooking them alive as the days pass
only the heat under the ***
can relate to what your heart feels
it burns nonstop
not knowing when it is going to
stop
invoking angels
one by one?
If paper and pen
understand me to my core,
then it is my voice that betrays me evermore.
I know better, yet opening up
stays my biggest fear.
I am surface-leveled,
neither there, nor here.
And so comfortably, with no fuss,
I stay a projection,
nothing more than dust.
I am your imagination,
no depth,
no width.
I am only but a shell.
An empty figure,
stripped of will and vigor.
 Jul 2 Leo
The Romantic
I found
black dots of mascara falling off your eyelashes today
youโ€™re still perfect
no matter how many times you take the same picture
in the same room
with the same perfectly dolled
face
no matter how dark the sky is behind you
the beauty rays of light
illuminate
your scrumptious lips
There's no one like you and there never will be
 May 31 Leo
Immortality
Waves caress my feet,
ever so gently,
wind murmurs words of love
to me,
the sun kisses my soul
so warmly.

Within this ocean of affection,
my thoughts tremble,
but my heart yearns
to drown deep,
lost in the ebb.
Love yourself~~~~~
(even when lifeโ€™s a mess, even when you feel unworthy, even when clouds of doubts and fears surround you)

Imagine creating a masterpiece happily, only to hear someone call it ugly and unworthy.
Yeah.... and that's how God and our parents feel when we talk down on ourselves

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