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Jan 2014
okay so it was one of those nights where you're breathing but you aren't sure you're really there and
yeah at first i remember calling you.
your car pulled up and i met you outside on the street
the first thing i saw was myself in your hazy eyes and your new tattoo
so i started to yell, i just needed to take out all this hurt and anger
and yeah you did need that cigarette
i hated cigarettes
and thats when you said i should kiss you
we were just sitting there and
i've never tasted anything so freeing
gah i hate those **** cigarettes that go in the mouth that gave me air for breathing
i remember seeing
myself in your eyes again
WHAT
just happened
there you are grabbing me shoving me against the car (i think you stopped smoking)
PRESSING YOUR BODY AGAINST MINE LIKE THERE IS NO MORE SPACE IN THE WORLD BUT HERE
MOVING YOUR TONGUE AROUND IN MY MOUTH LIKE A FRANTIC GOLD MINER SEARCHING FOR THEIR TREASURE IN THE CORNERS OF MY MOUTH AND
SPELLING OUT YOUR FAVORITE WORDS
THAT MEANT SO MUCH MORE WITHOUT SOUND and
****
i never tasted so many colors and saw so many sounds and heard so many flavors in my life till i found a bit of heaven between your fingers and pushed against the palms of your hands and
i didn't think it meant a night i'd remember for the rest of my life but all i ever see in the mirror
is that i remember
seeing myself in your eyes that night
emmaline
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