Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Perdue Poems Apr 2019
am I magnetized?
that I am so drawn to you
am I the moon?
Wishing to ever be in your orbit

I know of gravity
yet this new attraction
seems to draw me close to you
when I'm 10 thousand years away
gabrielle Jan 2019
attracted to you
stunned by your heart
addicted to your smile
hooked by your voice
attached to your soul

haunted by the most
exquisite dream of you
you are you,
please be you
and i will love you.
obsessed to you
Elizabeth Zenk Sep 2018
Her
Your voice in my ear,
makes my heart stop beating,
I push back my liquid sorrow,
You post about her,

Your smile on your face,
makes my heart stop beating,
I push back all my joy,
You talk about her,

Your angered texts on my phone,
makes my heart stop beating,
I push back hope,
You swoon over her

I am no more than an ugly face with jokes.
A M Ryder Aug 2018
In such strange ways I strangely cannot understand
The horror of it all is we stay attracted to everything that hurts
We cling to it and never really learn to let go
So perhaps we do want happiness
But we also desire to keep the pain close; close enough to destroy us
Close enough to define us
Close enough to make us all feel a little less cold
Jack Bennett Feb 2018
Streets lined with colours

That beg to be bought

And we like moths

To the flame

Do flutter our wings

Aggresively smashing our heads

At the windows
Muneer Oct 2017
She is like the Sun
Her gravity pulls you in
So close
that you burn in her magnificence
Now you find yourself
rotating in her orbit
For there is no star like her
No fire hotter
No gravitational pull stronger
She is your sun
She is your life
And when her fire dies out
You want to be ****** in to her black hole
along with everything else around her.
-©M
Benji James Oct 2017
Your magnetic attraction
Gives me that animal reaction
Your such a distraction
I want that infectious affection
All of her love and attention.

©2017 Written By Benji James
the metal within the rock
attracted great lightning zaps
on the ironstone ridge mound
streaking flashes flew
you are not my type, but i don’t care.
our conversations are not interesting, yet i like talking to you.
you don’t have any talents that will make me feel interested.
the things that you consider hobbies are boring to me.
heck, i’m not even attracted to you, but i like you.
Next page