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Ivy Rose Apr 2014
I ached for you last night,
and I yearned and I cried and I shaked for you last night.

I wanted nothing but to be near you,
to hear your heartbeat in your chest.

But I did not want to break you down,
or put this love to rest.

I dreamt of you lying beside me last night,
and I kissed you and I held you and I felt you last night.

I traced out the moon beams surrounding your spine,
and kissed every ligament, still hoping you're mine.

But before I could sleep, and before I could slumber,
I readied my mind and I phoned to your number.

I wanted you to come here to me,
and I wanted you to be near.

But with wanting and heartache I hung up that phone,
and I watched the blood moon appear.

(i.r)
Ivy Rose Mar 2014
I missed the taste of you.
And the way your lips pressed to mine so lovingly and filled to the brim with affection.

I missed the way you watched my movements.
As if I was a rare animal in the wild, which both fascinated and inspired you.

I missed the way your hands felt.
And the way they curled into mine, fitting as if they were destined to be there.

I missed the way you made me laugh.
The most honest smiles I have ever made were in your presence.

And I knew we'd make it.

My perfect constellation.
My greatest adventure.

My love.

And even in the midst of those who say "NO" and "NEVER", we find ourselves surrounded by love and determination. A little home built for our hearts. And a triumph like no other.

(i. r)

— The End —