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withloveblank Aug 2017
I crave your hair that I never got stroke.
Oh, how would it feel to have you caress mine.

I crave your hands that I never got to hold.
Oh, how would it feel to interlock them with mine.

I crave your lips that I never got to touch.
Oh, how would it feel to have them meet mine.

I crave you, your everything, your all.
Oh, how would it feel to finally call you mine.
I know we can't be together right now, but I hope you crave me too.
trevor vret Aug 2017
searching for profound clarity

searching, ever so,
looking,
finding,
fruitless...

dazed, crazed, unrelenting.
open,
caring, searching.
nothing...

I open my soul to endless truths,
wanting to know the marrow of your youth,
hanging myself to find clarity,
profound, I know.

I open my soul to lost spirits,
wanting to know the lives they've lived,
drowning myself to find clarity,
profound I know.

hanging, drowning who I am,
drowning, hanging to find a place,
a place in every soul my path may cross,
selling my pieces for a fix a day,
shooting, snorting my life away...

wondering if this will be my dismay,
giving and giving, day by day...
Laurel Leaves Aug 2017
So I focus on

the way his hands wrap around my throat

close my eyes, let the constant
Slip of white light
Allow my lips to grow numb

The pull at the end of my hair
skin crawling sensation
to the tips of my limbs
I howl
AD Snail Jul 2017
I wish to make myself into a masterpiece,
I yearn to be perfect,
I hunger to please my own living eye.

I don't need to make heads turn,
Or let artist take me to their beds.

My intention is simply,
For all those people to glance away,
I want them to simply walk on by,
No judgment in their eyes.

I simply want to be marvelous to me.
withloveblank Jul 2017
Even if it takes me a lifetime,
or two,
or three.
No matter how much time it takes me.
Know that I can wait for you.
I will always wait for you.
If it doesn't work out for us right now, remember that there's always a next time.
Renée C Jun 2017
I feel a pull in my chest;
an ache and a flutter
behind my sternum as if
the bird of my heart is straining
against the prison of my ribs
to be near you.
I don't blame it.
I crave you, too.
Apachi Ram Fatal Jun 2017
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