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Play it tough
Skin on skin
So soft
It hurts. ***** of a pin
Feel alive again

Start simple.
Go too far
Cause a ripple
******* me
Lose it

Just pass the time
With you

Sublime
I don't want to know
what your skin tastes like
under my lips  
covered in sweat.

I don't want to know
the way you feel
in the darkness
closely against me

I don't want to know
the sound of your
sighs as they mix
with mine.

I don't want to know
you every inch
of you every little
piece of who you are.

I don't want to know
the way it feels
to be curled beside you
as we sleep.

I don't want to know
how easily you
can just toss me
aside now a days.

I don't want to know
that you just look
through me
after all we were

I don't want to know
all the thing I do now
but it seems I
can't forget.
I was the one who turned you down
Too scared of other's opinions
While those opinions wouldn't have hurt nearly as much
as not being able to touch your warm hands in the middle of winter
I would do anything to get a second chance with you
the sea, the rain and the stars,
they must feel this way too-

tangled with desire
and always the beloved,
never able to give it back
in quite the same way it's received.
He's my 3am thought,

tired eyes, blinking lights
cold breeze, dry lips
but it's worth it
if it's him

She's my 3am thought,

firm hands, dark room
heavy sighs, pale skin
but it's worth it
if it's her
I know you are lying there,
probably unconscious
of where you are,
I know you wanted to
find a backdoor to finally end
your journey to the stars,

But I want you to know,
you will one day be able to
breathe on your own,
one day, you will recognize
your beautiful body as
your beautiful home,

An overfilled vessel,
filled to the brim with
the complications of existing,
I know you are in pain,
but sweet Hope,
I know you'll smile again.
Some things are best kept hidden
Some thoughts are best forgotten

Some bridges are just meant to be burned
Some lessons are meant not to be learned

Some words are better off left unspoken
Some hearts are just meant to be broken

Some dreams are meant to come true
But it'll never be my *dreams of you
Anna Li © Sept 2016
i breathed him in
like a drag off of
one of his cigarettes,
long
slow and
cool.
i held him in
before exhaling
and promised
this time would be
my last.
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