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I want to love you till the floor boards bleed

I want to rock you till you scream for sleep

I want to hold you till you lose your poise

I want to break you till you make that noise

I want to squeeze you till we feel like one

I want to please you till you've come and gone

I want to hurt you hear you scream my name

I want to tease your body till you go insane

I want to taste you in every bead of sweat

I want to find you in the warmth of wet

I want to see behind the tension in misty eyes

I want to break your defences with your plaintiff cries

I want to pen words upon you others can't read

I want to plow your furrow and plant my seed

I want to curse the lord almighty in risen steam

I want to be the beast that haunts waking dreams

I want to share heaven with a taste of hell

I wanna be the sin for which an angel fell
Beat this then Linda W as your 10w x 10 is shattered as the record lol
Drunk off you love
Drunk off your touch
I can feel that burning and violent rush,
hit the back of my throat,
As you watch me choke, on our memories
And gag on our laughs and cry our sorrows

I wont be able to see straight till tomorrow
When I wake up back in your arms with a pounding in my head,
telling me to get out of your bed and go

But I still can't see
I just want to be free
from your demons at night, that take away sight

So I go back the next day and take a sip of your seduction,
and feel your mass destruction on my liver

Because once again and now till the end I am,
Drunk off your love
Drunk off your touch
I just want to be sober it that too much?
I was taught to be myself
That knowledge was the best kind of wealth
That I would grow up to be someone great
Now that's all demolished because of the hate
Trying to find myself
In a world full of lost people
Is like trying to find a piece of hay
In a pile full of needles
Everywhere I go
I get poked
People with all their gay jokes
Or the ones who try and tell me that God doesn't love me
Oh I'm sorry I didn't know you spoke for the Big Man up above me
And people ask the dumbest question
I feel obligated to give sarcastic answers
See the ones who judge me
Are usually the ones who don't know me
I can be your best friend
Or your worst enemy
It all depends on how you treat me
And people usually don't understand
That I'll be hated forever
Even if I can get married anywhere
Hatred will live on forever
Which we shouldn't be proud of
And what will our children think
When they look back at our history
Oh they hated gay people
Like that's some big mystery
See I could talk about this all day
I'll take my pride all the way to my grave
Live each day as if it were my last
While you're busy hating me
I'll just look at you and laugh
No matter where I look today,
There are roses with notes that say,
"I love you, dear. Let's run away
Together; I can't wait another day."

Here I am -- once again, alone.
This time I've banished boys to the "friend zone";
I'm independent and can hold my own.
I need no man, or a beautiful stone.

Yet, I'm not content with the fee
I pay for solidarity.
I've no one to call me "honey"
Or to leave the light on for me.
From the prompt: Write a poem for valentine's day of no more than 20 lines about spending valentine's day all by yourself. The only rules are that it must rhyme, and the final line of the poem must include the title of your favorite song. The song I used was "Leave the Light On" by Priscilla Ahn. You should give it a listen; it's splendid.
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