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Reach out and touch me,
I'm real, and I'm warm.
I might be able to save you.
Come snuggle,
Tell me all about
YOU.

I'm fascinated,
And I think you might be, too.
I'm ready to lie next to you
And whisper things,
To curl my toes against yours,
Breathe your breath,
Be intimate,
Sharing,
Together.

Understand this;
It's not your body that I want,
It's intimacy of another kind,
The newness of shared secrets
with a stranger,
Companionship
That can only come from a combination of
Admiration, fascination, empathy,
Sympathy, and
A beginning.

Shall we begin?
If only you knew that I lay awake-
-Cry- and long for you to be there-
And hold me-close
If only you knew how much-
I really miss you- even though I already have you-
If only I knew the words to describe-
I want to take the words out of your mouth
Knot them around my tongue and pull them away
From the lick of your ****** lips
String them out word by word
For you to see all the pages of poetry
That slithers up your throat and into my ears
My eyes are a lust for you and the things you say
Aching and craving for every syllable muttered
Every word you write with moaned breath
Baiting me into lyrical euphoria
Your lexicon stitching up the vastness of space
Suturing wounds with your vocabulary
I want to take the words out of your mouth
And put them on Hollywood billboards
For everyone to read
I once said I’d die without you,
and you without me.
I’ve been counting the months
since I’ve heard from you—
and the silence is still painful
But it dulls
by every day that passes
where I eat the words I once declared
with such conviction
that I’d never be just fine—
Carrying on my own life,
A you without me; a me without you.
If I cared, would I have said something to you,
If you cared, would you have left before I was even breathing,
If you cared, would you have gone off and had another family,
If you cared, would you have been there to interrogate my first boyfriend,
If you cared, would you have been my superman,
If you cared, would you have loved me as much as you do the other kids?
If you cared to stay, would you love me at all?
Happy fathers day, I suppose-
The sunlight streaming
Through the open window
Kisses my face good morning
And creeps under my eyelids
My mouth tastes like cotton
And bittersweet regret
I slide off the bed
Out from under the tangled mess
Of blankets and my innocence
A pack of cigarettes and black coffee
Beckon me
I lean over the iron balcony
Over the foreign cobbled street
A cancerstick dangling from my fingers
Wrapped around a delicate mug
His dress shirt flutters around my bare legs
In the morning breeze
Eyes closed, I feel the cigarette slipping
He rolls it coyly around his fingers
And takes a slow drag
Before leaning against the railing beside me
This stranger and I
this was the end of one of my dreams. I'm still not sure how I feel about this poem... And the dream itself.
The thunder rolls all through the night
every other second a lightening strike
nights like this I love being with you most
we will lift our glasses and make a toast
to many more years like this
I can still remember our first kiss
you and I dancing in the rain
takes away the pain
I impatiently wait to cuddle you
we will sleep until the day is new
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