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Sirens Mar 2014
if you were poetry
no one would read you like me
Sirens Mar 2014
Once upon a time
your favorite food
was a grilled cheese sandwich
with the crusts cut off

so why now
after all these years
have you begun to eat away at me
Sirens Mar 2014
your lips
your hands
your  body
your hair
your  clothes
your books
your things
I touched it all
I wanted to leave my mark
But I never quite reached your heart
Sirens Mar 2014
i had a fear of drowning until i met the boy whose eyes rivaled the sea
i had a fear of dying in a fire until i felt the heat of his skin
i had a fear of falling into a deeper depression until I fell asleep in his arms
I had fears of getting hurt in a car crash until our lips crashed together

I was afraid of just about everything

now the only thing I'm afraid
is losing the boy who taught me how to swim
and how to put out fires
and how to put a stop to all the bad thoughts
how to buckle my seatbelt
Sirens Feb 2014
My airways are swelling
And I’m so short of breath
Your love makes me asthmatic
You’ve led me to death
Sirens Feb 2014
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I don't want to say I'm still in love
but you were the only person that
stopped
the rotation of my world
and once you were gone
it started spinning in the wrong direction
Sirens Sep 2012
I can’t help but think
if we were together and a particular song came on
that I would kiss you,
or let you kiss me.
How nice it would be
to feel your hands on my body
grabbing me
gripping me
working their way through my hair
your lips wet and hot on mine.
We’d kiss sweetly, briefly
or in some instances with unparalleled hunger.
I’d be on top of you, wanting your clothes off and your skin against mine
and I don’t mean it to sound raunchy or *****.
There wouldn't be anything wrong about touching you
the way that you want.
Nothing at all.
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