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 Feb 2014 Mr Vampire
Sℳǐζξ
I've only ever ******
So I want you to show me how to make love
All those before you meant nothing
I'd be a liar if I said any of us had
Something.
But you my love are simply bliss
You showed me that through your kiss.
So my darling make love to me
And prove to me that we're meant to be.
Look deep into my eyes
Move slowly toward my tights.
Kiss my lips and show me all the passion
That you hide.
Whisper sweet words to me
Before you become a part of me.
I want to know your truly in love
I want to be your only one.
If you can promise me this I'll bless you
With saying I do and a kiss.
I cannot find
my peace of mind,
the weight of which crushes me
and I know not where I am again.

Like being so far away from home,
the smell of clothes
takes me back to the
last time I was in them.

I trace these thoughts
as I trace the curve of your spine-
immaculate ridges like the ride of
the cobblestones on your porch.

I find my solace
in the perfect arches of your shoulders
like the hold of the hearth
that keeps me warm.

I stow my secrets
into the unbreakable weave of your ribs,
safe and sound into the vault
of your tireless heart.

And dreams I dream
to the lullaby
of your ebb and flow
heartbeat.
Trying to like what I write. I grow tired of the shape of my words and the way it flows- far off from where I wanted it to be. I am having a hard time thinking right.

Insanity, madness.
Me.
4am
“I love you” I hear
As you wake me from my dreams,
And I can barely comprehend.
We say goodbye in a haze,
Stuck between sleep and reality.
It’s time for you to go,
Like so many times before.
I’m familiar with this part by now
So I barely flinch at all.

I wake the next morning
Shivering in bed
Because my heat, my heart, my soul
Is too far from home.
 Feb 2014 Mr Vampire
Sℳǐζξ
He sits on the swing,
Watching the leaves fall from the trees.
He's scared but won't show it,
He's worried about his wife but won't let her know it.
He plays it off like he does not care,
And trys to run from his fears,
He hides his feelings behind a mask of tough, raw, meanness,
But he can not fool us.
We know how bad he's hurting, we can see through him and see the pain.
We just wish he would see how much we all love him.
Because everyone knows you can't fight cancer alone.
This is a poem a wrote to my grandfather before he passed away a few weeks ago. Rest in peace. You'll never be forgotten grandpa red.<3
 Feb 2014 Mr Vampire
D - Matter
The snowflakes fall in the winter,
so fragile.
They dance their ballet as they fall.
Then they melt.
Never to be seen again.
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