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May 2019 · 287
enigmatic
sofia May 2019
I desperately grasp at your clothes while I
drown in the void, a foreboding farewell
The changing of seasons
The changing of ages
When was it again that I fell?
Down at the shoreline
Where the sea and the sky
meet, an immense divide.
Tumultuous
Cacophonous
Deafening self-made arguments
What day will I finally die?
Nov 2018 · 261
untitled
sofia Nov 2018
desperation
loneliness
***** words as you slip off my dress
haunted eyes
sunken cheeks
i lose control as you go in deep
labored breaths
forceful touch
is this what it feels like to make love?
Oct 2018 · 1.2k
smoke
sofia Oct 2018
the curls of smoke remind me
of the way
your fingers used to
wrap around my thighs
Mar 2018 · 326
potential
sofia Mar 2018
why is it
that i'm always
making love
to our potential,
but never to
you?
Mar 2018 · 764
Fragments
sofia Mar 2018
Next time you talk to me
Take a second glance
Dig a little deeper
Don’t just graze over my features
And conform to the other superficials
Look me in the eyes
Peer into my soul
What you find won't be a surprise
Your eyes will fall upon the many fragments that comprise of me
The many fragments that I have stolen from others
Pieces of personalities that I have adopted as my own
For I have stripped myself of my individuality
And to most that is a incomprehensible thought
Why would one do such a horrible thing to themselves?
Why would one take the time to deconstruct themself
Pick apart every piece of their being
And will every part of them to be something they’re not?
Why darling, I’ve done it for you
Mar 2018 · 575
Hands
sofia Mar 2018
What are you searching for?
As your hands wander
Across every curvature
Every peak
Every valley
That comprises of me

Why do they linger
Ever so slightly?

Is it for the unspoken reason
That we know our love won't last
So you try to remember
Try to map out
Every aspect of my body
Of my being
To add to your extensive collection of maps
That you ever so carelessly
Threw away
Mar 2018 · 379
A Pointless Proposal
sofia Mar 2018
I have a proposition
A small inclination
That we should just stop
And run away from these constraints
That bind us to these pointless repetitive lives
this is sort of bad and unfinished but oh well im trying my diddly **** best
Mar 2018 · 447
Subtleties
sofia Mar 2018
I don't want you to be subtle anymore
Those little hints you give
Those quick glances of approval
How your hand accidentally brushes against mine
How you avert your eyes when I notice you staring
The touch of your hand upon my arm as you laugh at my jokes
Those little side comments that imply more than what was said
I want all of you
Stop holding back
Grab my hand and hold it with all of your might
Laugh with all of the oxygen your lungs will provide you with
Openly admire me with those dark analytical eyes
Speak the first nonsense that may enter your mind
Don't be afraid of the stupid walls and guidelines society has built
Let down your guard
Dispel your fear
I plead for you
To finally let your passion mirror that of mine
And let our flames burn in synchrony
And let this loving without restraint
Take it's own course

— The End —