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When I layed With her body against and on my body Her head just under my chin on my chest listening to my heartbeat Her light brown hair with hints of red when it hits the sunlight just right against my skin Steady breath compared to my uneven, nervous, Her hand across my stomach Rising and falling My fingers tracing circles on her back Like I sometimes do with him Our strong legs tangled Worried if I move she will shift Like a cat that has fallen asleep on your lap And is So warm. When I see you I feel so warm Heart leaps Come talk to me I see you Working at the library Or every night at dance class And you like that I flirt with you And you like that I like girls sometimes And I like that you like girls all the time But you are slightly out of reach Me, tied to another You, tied to nothing imparticular Him, I love him, but.... Tonight I push these thoughts out of my head Tonight we are one body More intimate than *** And it didn't last that long. We were in a room full of other people watching a horror movie and pretending to be scared so we could touch each other innocently... but I'll never forget your warmth, Or your hair Or that couch Or what we did there.
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Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC
10/26/18
When I layed With her body against and on my body Her head just under my chin on my chest listening to my heartbeat Her light brown hair with hints of red when it hits the sunlight just right against my skin Steady breath compared to my uneven, nervous, Her hand across my stomach Rising and falling My fingers tracing circles on her back Like I sometimes do with him Our strong legs tangled Worried if I move she will shift Like a cat that has fallen asleep on your lap And is So warm. When I see you I feel so warm Heart leaps Come talk to me I see you Working at the library Or every night at dance class And you like that I flirt with you And you like that I like girls sometimes And I like that you like girls all the time But you are slightly out of reach Me, tied to another You, tied to nothing imparticular Him, I love him, but.... Tonight I push these thoughts out of my head Tonight we are one body More intimate than *** And it didn't last that long. We were in a room full of other people watching a horror movie and pretending to be scared so we could touch each other innocently... but I'll never forget your warmth, Or your hair Or that couch Or what we did there.
I've never had love before, now I have too much.
miriam-harrington
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21/Androgynous
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC
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