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2.7k · Jul 2015
Drowning in Love
Lisa Cunningham Jul 2015
I find myself in a daydream about those lips

Slowly caressing every inch of my body down to my hips

Leaving me in such a state that I cannot control mouth

Deep moans of yes and no and baby please don’t stop

I find myself surrounded in your arms, lost in your voice

I’m not fighting the mood but it takes m y body by force

Blessing my ears with such a tone of memorization

Sending me into a ****** state of confusion

That only you control and I dare not fight the hold

Cause everything you are doing is like food to my soul

As if I need it to continue for my own survival

The thought of you stopping and leaving gives me a taste of dehydration

Hogging this glass of water to the death of me, you hydrate me

Close my eyes as I continue to steady my breath

So much water I’m drowning in my water flow

Trying desperately to keep my head above the current only to be dragged down to the bottom

The water overtaking my body granting me the pleasure of feeling every desire you have

Reaching out for your face to pull you close, gazing into those eyes

Seeing the passion you have for me only takes us to new depths of waters

Suddenly the effort to breath becomes easier as we are exchanging an never ending oxygen support

Legs wrapped around you waist, squeezing to keep you near

As my body is shaking with overwhelming pleasure from this sea we have created

Wanting to bring you to the edge of the waterfall and watch you overflow your self

Both of us deep underwater submerged in love

Suddenly floating to the surface again

It seems we overdosed on love, in our own sea we drowned.
Reworked from a shorter poem
502 · Oct 2015
16 Hours of Misery
Lisa Cunningham Oct 2015
Staring beside the clock on the night stand, watching the sun enter the room

Giving light to all my dreams

Wide awake in bed, arms are wrapped around my waist

As I lay and pray

For the strength to up and leave, get dressed and grab my keys

Your love is keeping me


Staring beside the clock on the nightstand

Gotta force myself to get up, if I could only have the strength

As I lay I close my eyes and pray

For the strength to up and leave


Those big brown eyes are now awake

Talking about coffee and making pancakes

Kisses in between as we prey, for the strength to up and leave

One another’s arms to face reality, but you love is keeping me


Get up and start our day, I take in our loving home

As you stand there cooking by the stove

God I love a man that cooks, Eat our food and up and go

Get dressed and grab the keys

Where my life begins without you

8 misery filled hours, its 8 hours I’m away from you



Come home to football games and loving arms wrapped around me

Telling me you always loved me and always will

Yelling at the game as we eat out weekly meal

It’s routine and you love it



Now it’s time to go to bed, start this day all over again

The whisky from tonight dinner, got me feeling frisky

You keep trying for a little one to share our home

Keep saying that all we need to make our family complete

And you close your eyes and pray, praying for patience

It’s been 4 long years and you still keep on praying


What you don’t know is after every single dinner, I take my birth control

Keep on praying it don’t fail with all these whisky nights

It’s routine and I love it


It’s morning once again and I’m thinking about work today

Where I live my life without you

8 misery filled hours, 8 hours away from you

Every night before I sleep, I get down on one knee

Close my eyes and I pray, I pray

For strength to up an leave get dressed and grab the keys

I pray and I pray


Your love is keeping me, handcuffed to misery

I know once it’s done, there ain’t no coming home

So I keep holding on just a little more

Hoping for change, maybe one day you’ll see

Open up those big brown eye

See what loving you has done to me

I know it sounds so mean, plotting my escape so keen


Staring beside the clock on the night stand at my key on top my purse

Close my eye and pray

For strength to up and leave

Get dressed and grab my keys

Standing at the front door

I take my last look around out loving home

Where I hate our routine life

Where I hate being you wife

Think about my **** hole job, That I love

Cause every hour I’m there, I’m away from you

But I think about your arms, wrapped around me

Telling me you always loved me and always will


I know once it’s done aint no coming home again

Open the door to leave just before I cross the threshold

Staring at the morning sun, giving light to all my dreams

I hear you in the room think back to those brown eyes one last time

I dropped my key and purse right, right there by the door

Closed the door to all of my dreams
your love is keeping me

Look down to hold my stomach, got the news just last week

Our whisky filled Sundays have betrayed me

I know once you know, I’ll give birth to all our dreams

There aint no leaving after that


Before I close my eyes tonight, I thank the lord for never letting me leave

Hand cuffed to misery
I've had writers block so I tried something new. Not my usual, I'm more of a personal poet. I usually write about my own experience but creating something I never lived was really new to me.

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