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Garrett Burger Mar 2018
; and you iniciated it.
you found your way
                                                and you meant it.
I understood
with the immediate
connection of our eyes
and the composure of your face
that you were really here
in front of me
Without permission
and without validation
we both cried in joy
at the same time,
hugging

I'm dreaming,
I know it.
crying deeper

Intensely in love
with arrising sorrow
My dream
delivered a moment
that I will value
like the love we
deserved
I stopped questioning,
and looked into your
eyes again
before returning to
your embrace,
Because I wasn't going
to waste this
regardless of the reality
of it.


I love you.
I irrationally and intensely love you.
the moon aligning with the
opening of the gazebo
that night.
Reminding me it witnessed
what I still feel
in dreams
SelinaSharday Feb 2018
@H.I.M.2
Kiss for this new intimate soul..h.i.m
To which many of my stories have been told..
Hug to this listening ear.
Who has revealed many things to me I hold dear..
Smiles for the man I am gettin to know.
Even early on he sets my heart aglow.
Chatting is such excitement.
In chatting dang wonder where the time went.
Progression into time is filled with quality.
So shortness of time is nugatory.
Conversations impulsive, debatable even learnable.
So filled with open honesty on safe levels even shared equivocal..
Exciting steamy, richness and understanding.
The kind of connection worth pursuing.
Even if theres a closed door at the end. The ride will be worth enduring.
Hurryin up to wait..
Gettin into the gate..
Discoverin it was well worth Giving/
losing/achieving/receiving!


By selinasharday! tm..2018 s.a.m
super cool connections
SelinaSharday Feb 2018
I give Him..
harmonic Sound..
He gives me music with bass.
I gave H.i.M my laughter.
H.e. gives me.. his company..
like a symphony!
He's all I need his sweet company!
He gives me space..
Yet he returns for just a lil more taste.
With H.I.M2.. I fondly can relate..
We are like intellectual bate..
What awaits is the Nutrients thats fills our plate.


by SelinaSharday TM 2018
comforting,, special connections.. relating deep conversation..
Candis Soul Feb 2018
J C
Laying here
Thinking of you
How our eyes met
Burning deep down
Eyes capture the soul
Twisting in colour
Radiant with sound
This brings us together
Flashing smiles are not enough
Longing and aching overcoming
Why is this so hard
Aching for that soft touch
Stroking everything
Will that day come
******* to a mess
Too early too young
Regrets
Sing into me
Slip and slide
No longer can hide
Feelings and emotions
Taken over
When you want something so badly.....both parties......waiting for the return
SelinaSharday Feb 2018
Baby can I get into your mind.
Someplace in your head...
Baby can I intoxicate you mentally...
Someplace in your head,
Baby let me belong to you.
Someplace in your mind.
Baby will you daydream about me...
Someplace in your mind?
Is it a comfort to find a part of me, someplace in your mind?
Is there a hidden picture of me someplace that you keep safe?
Or is there a place that you rule me out.
And think that I'm playing games?
Is there a place where you think I don't feel the things I say?
A place where you think my desires aren't real.
Someplace in your mind?
Or Baby do you believe my goal is to achieve a oneness for us?
Baby will you imagine in your mind, me as a true love you've found?
In there can you be mine?
Can you destroy any negative thoughts that discredit me?
Baby believe in me.
Some where in your mind have you gotten a message from your heart.
To love me, keep me close, for I am good for you.
Has your heart told your mind not to let this love depart.
Someplace in my mind.
You will find, that I am all thine.
So Baby can I get in,
Baby am I in,
Someplace in your mind?
Mind, mental, connection
Dorthy flew over the rainbow many times.
Along the way, her and I met eye to eye.
Viewing each other's memories through these visons
Connected through eyes and spirit...
We join forces and look for beautiful skies.
Even Oz is full of it's storms and battle zones.
As Dorthy returned the second trip over...
The evil Queen tried to steal her head.
However, Dorthy was smarter than that.
She defeated insanity and with her head still ******* on
She avoided someone stealing her unique and valuable vanity.
Seeing these memories I see inside myself.
Through countless times I almost lost my head.
I almost lost myself in the fields of poppies
I almost fell asleep.
Still awake, I ran with Dorthy past these fields...
Past the so-called beautiful and perfect city of Oz
and we found our own sane paradise.
In the uninviting mountains of high promises
We climbed and endured to enter this beautiful place and paid our own price.
Along the way we found others
In our same dilemma.
Instead of roaming to some insane guy posing like a wizard
We became our own magic and traveled to our own lands of solutions.
Now people come to us seeking the same as we once sought.
However, we tell them to have a seat in paradise.
Enjoying the same days and skies as me and Dorthy of Oz
earned a stay within it's walls
and the warmth and an ill-faded disease and condition
once dubbed "undefinable  Happiness"
This perfect disease...
We have now truly caught.
Gabriel burnS Oct 2017
The puppet master's gone completely mad
Who knows when
Weaving webs of chaos
Knots collide
Casualties fall
And so I do not know
What he was before
But now I’m sure
He is a spider
Eating his own
Children
His heart beat
Played the same
Rhythm as mines

- Talaya Lightbourne
B Chapman Oct 2017
Three sisters
Two born of full moons
One red and one blue

The third more special
An anomaly to our brood
Arrived with a new moon.

Three points of the triangle
Our dreams weave together
All sewn through

Premonitions are quieted
To anyone outside
But together our visions hold true

The sight of crows
Means something special
Warnings freezing our instincts.

Judged and called crazy
We don't need the world
As long as there remains us three.
Last night I dreamed I was on a dark stage, singing this poem I had yet to write. You'll decide what to accept from it for yourself.
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