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 Sep 2015 Marie Christine
Carolin
My beauty was covered
by tragedies fingertips. It
had scarred my lips and
hips. But I covered the
marks with beautiful tattoo
art. Inked my scars with
different shades of purple
and pink. Splashed my
skin with lemon grass green
and sunset red. Drenched
my soul in literature and
poetry. Escaped my past
through fairy tales
and several
stories* ~
You
You're my coffee,
You got me up all night;
Up all night to think of everything.
My vivid imagination,
My desired dreams,
And You.

You're the book
I'm currently reading.
Sad yet somehow happy,
Wise and widely unique.
And I'm loving it,
Like the way I loved you.

You're the photograph
I've been staring all day.
Mesmerized and captivated
by your beauty.

You're the brightest star at night,
shining so bright
above this dark world.
You were the brightest star for me,
And you will always be.

These are the things I love in this mad world.
and then there was *You
 Apr 2015 Marie Christine
Carolin
She has flowers in her
hair. Daisies , daffodils
and other flowers of
spring. He doesn't like
her to cut it off. Because
he fell in love with every
petal and every stem* ~
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An aching present in my chest
A dull pulling at my heart
I've never been this far from home
Or from familiarity so vastly apart

Every breath is dragging out a little 
And my feet along in sync 
Flashes of home are taunting me
When my eyelids rest briefly to blink

So far from home, from comfort, from safe
Nothing's numbing the disorder inside
I've left early to make my way home
Continuously hastening my stride

Finally surrounded by home again
In the comfort of my room, my bed
I'm safe and sound but something's off
The ache within isn't dead 

I've finally pinned what the problem is
Why my heart remains askew
Despite the turmoil in my troubled mind
I've found that home has left with you
 Apr 2015 Marie Christine
J Valle
There is a difference
between making love
and having ***
we did both.

And I must confess
never have I felt
so in peace
as laying together
fully undressed.

There was no you
there was no me
all there was
was us.

Your touch
through my skin
and that small grin
on your face
as you whispered

I love you

Pressed your head in mine
looked you in the eye
and said

* I love you too *

Then you
and I
became one.

Now all is left
are the memories
of your touch
bringing me
to my knees

Your breath
caught in my mouth
and your taste
printed in my skin.

Now I sleep alone
and roll side to side
looking for,you
and wonder

If you're missing me
the way
I'm missing you
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