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Glistening with wetness,
fingers fitting in like Tetris.
Cream dripping on the mattress.
Pillow firming press against your ****,
gyrating to the thoughts of being licked.
Then ****** on like a twisted piece of licorice.
Pleasure leaking from your body through your hips
Desire holding your body captive like a hypnotist
Your skin crawling with desire screaming it's fix
Drowning your finger in a pool of your juices
Your hips ****** and twist,
and mind, lift and dip.
Our bodies working a full shift,
like we were built for each others fit.
You biting on the sheets,
I'm biting on your lip,
****** at the same time;
when our world eclipse-
our-space doesn't exist.
Off to another world,
a briefly escape to,
a pleasure abyss.
They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions,
so maybe this is just my retribution,
but I wasn't the one who gave up and broke our promises,
and now I know that there is no solution.

I loved, and I lost, so now I pay the cost,
and this is it.
This isn't even what I wanted to say
i miss his touch
i miss his smile
i miss his 'love'
i miss his eyes
i miss his mouth
i miss his smell
i miss his hands
i miss his hair
i miss his presence
i miss his attitude
i miss his car
i miss his kiss
i miss his hug
i miss his warmth
i miss me before i met him .
NV
 Nov 2015 Lostbutyoucanfollow
NV
BUT YOU HAVE TO STOP TELLING PEOPLE,
THAT NO ONE WILL LOVE THEM UNTIL THEY START LOVING THEMSELVES.
YOU HAVE TO STOP PLANTING THIS IDEA IN PEOPLES BRAINS THAT THEY ARE UNWORTHY OF LOVE,
JUST BECAUSE OF THEIR OWN STRUGGLE.
I'm not okay... But it's okay

Because when I put that blunt to my lips I'm okay

And when I put that blade to my wrist I'm okay
Fly
The journey seems to be bumpy, sometimes a dusky road,
Carrying the burdens, weighing our sins like a miserable toad,
Some pursue their passion, some pursue their degree,
Whatever the reason maybe,
Unclog your way, cruise over the hardships and set yourself free.
You'll be miffed by the mistakes you did,
Selling out wet pillows you'll weep and sow a depression seed,
And there will arrive times,
When they will doubt you, and you will doubt yourself,
But don't.. Don't ever doubt your devotion,
Grab the momentum and roll in the motion,
Though, squeamishness will thrive,
Remember the dream and thank him because you are alive,
Value every second, trade your life for it,
Open up your feathers, escape the pit,
Death invites everybody, someday you'll be gone,
Even the sun will set forever, there won't be any dawn,
Something belongs to you, its your throne,
With the choices you made, go fly,
*Fly till the horizon.
Remember the reason for your existence.
I've written all these poems, I know all the right things to say.
but they don't matter anymore , they don't make difference do they?

That girl's still got to be in there, she can't just be gone,
oh it's not fair,, why on earth did you have to move on?

Why am I stuck here still loving you,
hoping that you feel same but you never do.
I bite my lip, and I try not to cry
I'll blame it on there being, something in my eye
Because I haven't seen you in the longest time
and the girl in picture's not the one who used to make me rhyme
Her eyes are too dull and her hair is too dark
she's not the same girl I kissed in that park,
She grew up, she moved on and she's happy now
and I'm here thinking and I'm wondering how.
She said she'd love me forever but it didn't work out
so why is she still the one I'm dreaming about?
I'm not meant to miss a girl who doesn't even care
but with her I could've been happy anywhere
months come and months go and I'm still all alone
still sitting here reading all her texts on my phone
how did I let this happen when the one thing I knew
was that is that I would always, always. always love you
It didn't mean a thing, so why does it hurt?
What she said was so perfect but she's not you
and so I can't reply with an "I love you too"
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