i dream about your lips...
...they look nice
pleasantly pink and supple
delectable even
i’m sure they’ll feel so wonderful
placed delicately upon mine
i indulge in the thought of your touch
(warm and safe)
curled up at your side
breathing you in
your scent unknown to me
something i’m eager to decipher
once i am released from this cage
i promise to devour you
every inch of your body
no secrets between our skin
and if you so choose
...no clothes either...
just pure ecstasy
produced by the entanglement
of unveiled bodies
and teen angst
i fantasise about love
and how we might make it
time and time again
beside the purest of touch
(a soft embrace)
never forgetting it began with a song
and grew with isolation
cultivating longing
strengthening our bond...
...good enough...
...until the day i can hold your hand
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 6:30 PM UTC
i dream about your lips...
...they look nice
pleasantly pink and supple
delectable even
i’m sure they’ll feel so wonderful
placed delicately upon mine
i indulge in the thought of your touch
(warm and safe)
curled up at your side
breathing you in
your scent unknown to me
something i’m eager to decipher
once i am released from this cage
i promise to devour you
every inch of your body
no secrets between our skin
and if you so choose
...no clothes either...
just pure ecstasy
produced by the entanglement
of unveiled bodies
and teen angst
i fantasise about love
and how we might make it
time and time again
beside the purest of touch
(a soft embrace)
never forgetting it began with a song
and grew with isolation
cultivating longing
strengthening our bond...
...good enough...
...until the day i can hold your hand
i haven't been very active on this site for a while until my emails started blowing up due to a poem I wrote way back in 2018 when i was 14! i hope now that i'm mere days away from 16 my poetry has improved and matured. i'm sure 14 year old me is giddy with excitement over the traction that poem has gotten over the past day or two.
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