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Jun 2016
I'm trying to remember how to write poetry, but lately I've been living it
Touching your skin has calmed all the words that I've ever had boiling in me
Being with you is like putting smoke in the honey combs to calm the bees and you're the smoker
But also the honey I want to protect with all of my little life
I'm the swarm of bees because God knows I can't keep my mind quiet without you
It's not a good thing, I don't rely on you but I've never felt something so surreal as laying down entangled in one another
I'm addicted to the way you talk in your sleep and the way you place your tongue when you think and the things that you say to put me at ease
Mainly, I'm addicted to you
Your messy hair and messy house and messy words and you're still beautiful throughout it all
I've been completely love sick for months on end and they just keep coming
Something new, to scare me, to make me feel like everything we built will collapse
But you're still here and I'm still sleeping in your bed when I actually can get to sleep and stop looking at my world snoring softly beside me
I love you so fully it's eating at my mind, because all I can feel is my heart swelling inside me
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