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  Jun 2014 Summer Rain
Julie Artemov
He looked at me with hunger,
But not like a wolf to a sheep,
He stared at me in awe,
Because of me he didn't sleep.

I knew he wanted me first,
He was practically a puddle,
When I shook his hand,
All he could do was stutter,

When I was intrigued,
He came a bit too near,
And he nibbled and chewed,
But I didn't have fear,

I let him inside me,
In all the ways he wanted,
I was literally wasted,
From then I was haunted,

He slapped my thighs,
And held on real tight,
He liked that noise,
When I'd squeal just right,

He'd look at my lips,
Just plump and pink,
He'd lean in and bite them,
I couldn't even think,

I couldn't stand him,
I hated him so much,
But I was defenseless,
I was lost in his clutch,

I was leashed and tied,
Lost in his lies,
I was addicted to sin,
He'd opened my eyes,

I loved how he touched me,
He knew what was right,
I hated how he held me,
It was always too tight.
Summer Rain Jun 2014
Her
Lets step back
from the track
that says opposites attract
because the opposite of she is he
and he is not who I want inside of me.
I want her and she is the light of my world
My girl, and I am a girl and our vaginas together make the light in my world... a little dizzying.
Her kisses are soft like butterflies
But she says that mine are too
Katy Perry said it best when she said we were soft and kissable
And honey I could kiss your red lips all night long
even to a stupid song like " I just had *** "
And we can laugh because its awesome.
We can compare our bodies similarities and differences
and I'll give all of your insecurities kisses.
What's so wrong with me loving a women who looks like a women and feels like a women and is strong like a women?
and what is so wrong with me being happy while doing it?
Summer Rain Jun 2014
I wish I could tell you that I am happy.
I wish I could tell you that I am not a broken mess.
I wish I could look at myself and see what you thought you saw in me.
I wish that I wasn't a broken mess of ****** happiness.
But I am happy
Just not the happy that you would like.
I am happy feeling buzzed, and being high like I'm in a cloud.
When I am not sober I can find a reason to smile again because it feels so ******* good that everything in the world could come crashing down and I wouldn't even notice anything, but you.
You, leaving me for what I am.
Telling me that you wish you were enough.
The tears in your eyes screaming my name at the top of their lungs
But I'm not listening anymore.
I wanted you.
But I needed to be free
I see you look at me, so disappointed in what I need.
I see the hurt vividly in your eyes
as I pull the pipe to my mouth
and fly away to a
happier place
Once again,
with you.
Summer Rain Jun 2014
I sit and I listen to the sound of the rain on the window's glass.
I stare, in wonder, because it looks the same as me.
Rain falling from my eyes like the water from a tempest with a stretch of a thousand miles.
I sit and I listen to the sound of the rain and think of the grass.

We once sat in a field, as soft as a child's melody.
Our hearts beating as one, together.
The sound of your voice was poison in my veins.
Our heart was a ticking time bomb of ecstasy, jealousy.

When you loved me, it was like no other.
Our bodies moving like a dance we knew all to well.
Discovering new ways to make the dance our own.
I wish I'd known you were loving another.

I sit and I listen to the sound of the rain.
Its pounding becomes overwhelming in my mind.
My breath slows, my heart stops.
How many medicine drops was I supposed to take, to heal this heart break?
One too many, my vision blurs. I smile I slip away to where there is no pain.

— The End —