How do I make love
To someone far from me?
The bed I lay on grows colder
From lacking the warmth
Of your body
The pillows are no match
For the soft, electrifying
Touch of your skin
Yet I still try
To find life
Somewhere in them
But no matter how
Hard I try
I can never hear a heart
Sing my name with every beat
Beneath all the fluff and
The feather
What do I do
With all this passion, desire
And emotion
Overwhelming me
Drowning me
And robbing me of air?
When you’re unaware of it
Ignorant even
Or did I just forget
To watch over my emotions
To not let it overflow
And go to such waste
Because maybe, probably
You won’t even appreciate them
But then again,
I don’t mind
I’d let my love run freely
And spend it, waste it, give it all
For you
Yet how?
How do I make love to you
Through this poem
Through my words?
When you don’t even know
How this anxiety numbs me
From every other sensation
That is not you
Will I only make love to you in my mind?
Stuck there forever
Haunting me every night
Or will the sunshine of
Your love
Bathe me in warmth someday
And make flowers bloom
Until then
I can only make love to you
In my mind
Through my words
Through this poem
That I’d hope would
Touch your heart as
You've touched
Mine

My head rests on your chest,
listening to the breath that is inhaled
in and out.
Mine just tightens
as I close my eyes and dream
that you loved me.
Hours earlier,
we are locked in sweat and moans.
Your eyes meet mine as you lean forward
and kiss me until I am yours.
You know what you want.
And I whimper in disbelief of the lack of more. "But don't you feel it too?"
You look at me, "of course I feel something.
But not enough to change what I want. And remember I don't fall."
I close my eyes
as I am swept in body heat and caresses.
My heart beats with a hollow sound
that my mind masks
with a dream of your demise.
You don't fall?
Well, I hope you trip as you chase me
when I leave.
But for now, I continue to fall asleep
to the rhythm of your breath
and the fantasy of your affection.

You can't see,
as I wouldn't show.
It's an art colouring,
with hidden secrets,
you are the one with the secret soul.
The false veil is taken.

In the sheets of my bed,
I can’t seem to get up.
I am being held there
against my will
as I am flooded
with cravings of you.
I wonder if you will ever be able to satisfy
this continuous hunger.

We hunt. We chase. We run
like moths to a flame
for the simple glimmer
of a shared love,
but what we are truly attracted to
is chaos.

Can you feel my heart bleeding

I'm trying to find a way out and you're blaming

Blaming me for making you feel so mistaken

But the truth is that its not you fault I'm breaking

They called me words and you were just there starring  
                                            
They knocked me down and you weren't even caring

But now you come back and say that you understand

Understand the fact that I've been all by myself

Waiting for someone to get me out of this mess

But you know what the biggest mistake I did?

It was waiting for you or anybody else

I thought that they could save me but I was wrong

I felt so guilty but guilt isn't helpful anymore

And cutting myself was the only thing I knew

But now I see the world from a whole different view

Don't get me wrong I'm not that kind of human

I might seem reckless but I'm in fact just very clueless

I just needed care and it was the only thing I didn't receive

So instead I started harming myself thinking that somebody would believe

Believe the fact that I'm just not perfect

Look Me in the eyes and tell me what do you see

Cause in case you didn't know it's where my demons remain...