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Anticipating the Meeting
Looking for the sun to shine again
Longing to feel the tingles that come with a touch
Seeking the security of being in arms tightly tucked
Imagining the passion of your kiss
Wanting to feel a belonging
Needing to be needed
Desiring forever
Waiting for you to come to my door
Dreaming of the magic once more
This poem was written for my friend D.M.T.
We made the connection online.
We are meeting face to face for the first time in less than 48 hours.
Andrew Kerklaan Jun 2012
Every little drop must consume

Every one completely as necessary as the last

Feasting on tears and blood of the innocent

All the while...

...Rising, Rising  



Blacker then tar and twice as thick

It greets your open lungs with a kiss

Toxic and grey

All the while...

...Rising, Rising



Until all has been consumed

Quaking to the foundations

Decimating

All the while...

...Rising, Rising



An endless torrent of wind and ice and ash -- inescapable.

Clinging to dying breath, world stops turning

Now all has been consumed

All the while...

...*Rising, Rising
Had a cool idea for some concept art a few years back and this is kinda what came of that.
heather jackson Aug 2014
tonight
is getting closer
i can almost taste you
in the air
every time...
i discover
you
a little bit more...
you ******* scare me
& light me on fire
[all the best ones do]
...those words fall from me
like an easy, familiar panic
like my body has been waiting for yours
for seven hundred ******* years
instead of just
seven days.
just ******* come to me already.
Meagan Jan 2013
~ Anticipation overwhelms the air
   Time slows down, freedom elopes
~ Motionless, extremely unaware
   Nervousness grows stronger, as my heart beats faster
~ A familiar face, everything changes
   Emotions all fade, faith is restored
~ Right back where we left off, we continue the pages
   Underestimating the new changes
~ Another 'hello' soon follows another 'goodbye'
   Back to reality, we go our separate ways
~ Always remembering the little things throughout time
   Our paths will meet again, we both know it's true
~ Commotion of lies from people around
   Never believe them, they'll never force me to frown
~ We take what we want, and give what we take
   Without this, we would believe and become what we hate
~ Another journey home, don't know what to expect
   I know there will be you, and the things you protect
~ Dignity, reputation, what the people see
   While I protect what makes me free
        ~Meagan Williams
       1.15.13
Long distance love, how strong is it really? I guess I'll find out.
Meagan Jan 2013
~The sensation of experiencing everything
   Everything is never nothing; worthy of remembering
~ Beauty surrounding your senses, inhale with every breath
   You're invincible, the outline image of mystery
~ Looking over with increased anticipation
   All words are shuffled with variation
~ Confident in your surroundings, anywhere and everywhere
   Thrilling vibes, never realize a judgmental stare
~ Only recognize the unrecognizable, every detail
   Every aspect of life, all in different realities
~ Immortal visions, images sufficient for a lifetime
   Liberating memories, sensational at its very prime
~ Gleaming within the mind, I feel the feels you feel
   With intertwined consciousness, we debate on what's real
~ Implausible explanations, never impossible excuses
   To acquire this forever, would inflict internal bruises
~ This level of fun, fundamental producer of freedom
   For, this prosperous feeling rids you of being numb
  ~Meagan Williams
   1.15.13
The endless ideas my mind interprets the word "Fun" to mean.
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
I never anticipated this.
The ease of our connection,
Sharing my space--mind flooded,
Drowning in apprehensive feelings as I lie awake next to you.

I am not used to your embrace.
Is it terrible that with you I feel safe?
Am I trapped solely within the moments we share?
When hours seem like minutes just because you are here.
AmberLynne Aug 2014
Pure anticipation
   at the moment I
      can rush into your
         open, waiting arms
            and brush my lips
               against the smooth
                  softness of yours
                     is what propels me
                        through the dizzying
                           dullness of each day.
8.15.14
Circa 1994 Jul 2014
Glances from across the room louder than the music
louder than the bass that everyone is waiting drop.
Musical notes clamouring against the floor,
don't pick them up.
leave them there,
walk around them
on tip toe
in ballet slippered feet.

feather light or lead heavy.
veins of lightning.

forming vowel sounds with my mouth.
ooooooOooOOO
EEeeeee
i. i. i.
AHhhhhh

Sew me together with fingertips like the soft kiss of lemon drops,
coming up the stairwell
the warmth of wanting
the bite of yearning.

Flushed pink.
Pinched red.
Pricked purple.

Spaghetti mind of soft thoughts
turning hard and stale like cracked chapped candy cane lips.

Naked and waiting.
Scabbed mosquito bites that bled bright red.
OOoooowww.

Gimme a sec.
3-5 business days until rejection.
I'll keep you posted.
48 hours of maybe.
Lemme get back to you.

No RSVP
establishing a lack of certainty.
but but but
Re: Urgent: Plz Respond ASAP

*But when?
On the topic of anticipation, while listening to gooey by glass animals.
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