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Dani Oct 2019
How can this be
Is it just who I am, is it me?
How can this be?

Questions are lined up
Spinning my head around
Answers nowhere to be found

How do I still crave
To walk into the oldest of caves
The one that whispers inside

How do I still want more
When I have everything I could possibly adore
How and why? Is this just a part of my core?

Wild and free ain't all it sounds to be
I don't want wild, I just want set free
From this taunting voice inside of me

Begging to be fed
And I want it as heavy as lead
But I hide it under the bed

Should I indulge again
Or, sweep it under the rug
Head up, eyes forward
Don't move, stand strong
Hold on to what you have

But the silence is so loud
My heart can't be proud

Turn it off turn it off
Make it stop calling out to me

How can it be?
That I still crave
What lies within that cave
Fenna Capelle Oct 2019
An illusion had sprung out of a well
And from the very same we all quench our thirst
In years it has already made many dwell
And I, in chasing this illusion, will not have been the first

It was blinding in all the light I didn't see
Until I learned how misfortune had treated me right
That illusion had been cloaked by invisibility
And vanished when I returned to sight
neth jones Sep 2019
tap
We treadmill experience
through the repetition of act
and retapping of memory

We loot from ourselves
trying to obtain
a moment absent from the self

We put essence to exhaustion
and wind ourselves ground

We have moulded a depression

Since WE have achieved this
surely
WE can muster an opposing goal ?
B D Caissie Sep 2019
Autumn is here,  your morning light, the glow on your face is out of sight.

I’ll take your hand, you take me there, I’d follow your beauty anywhere.

Craving your touch, breath on my skin, your tender whispers inviting me in.

Lost in flight, seat of my pants, these feelings can't be purely by chance.

This must be love, it all feels right,   your smiles my beacon when days fade to night.


©
Katli Sep 2019
Ace
A spark
Connection
Ecstasy

Warm hands caress my body yet it's the warmth in your eyes that caress my soul...

A contagious smile
I can't help but smile at the thought of it
At the thought of you...

My heart races
My breath catches
My thighs quiver
Chills run down my spine as she creams for you

Neck biting, *** spanking lip bitting and earth shattering  climaxes..
I can't breathe i whispered
Look at me he whispers
Driving me into another ******

Dripping
Oceans
Ecstasy

I crave you
I crave tasting  you on my lips... My tongue..
I crave seeing the desire in your eyes as moans escape your lips
The aim is to please Master

Fire  burns between my thighs as I am thankful for the blush masked by my chocolate skin
Yet I can not hide how you make me smile
Grace Haak Sep 2019
sugar lips
kiss me twice
got me thinking
this boy is nice
bubblegum pink
blow my bubble
got me thinking
this boy is trouble
candy coating
see it in your eyes
got me thinking
this boy's told lies
but you're so sweet
cure all my cravings
got me thinking
it's a love worth saving
no chocolate swirl
no caramel chew
i'm not addicted to sugar
unless it's you.
John H Dillinger Aug 2019
A sunrises itches towards the horizon
the beholder begs bygones
for this day to be different
to change
anything new feels unbearably strange
i can only
scratch
the frustration
that bubbles to rage
each ray of light
becomes
a bar in the cage
all i feel
is the craving
& desire
in my face

The sunset reveals true being
the beholder starts fleeing
i can't bear to confront it
my soul
i'd rather chase the horizon and see where it goes
get lost
in the spectrum
as clouds turn
rose gold
as the colours
delve deeper
the world
becomes
cold
but i'm sweating
and shifting
my bones
growing old
****** ****** I've seen the back of it so many times but the world keeps on spinning and it's always back in front of me again..
rk Aug 2019
i feel you pulling at me
drawing me back to you
with each whisper
my bones react,
your hand on my throat
my blood singing your name,
craving destruction.
you're under my skin. you're in my bones.
neth jones Aug 2019
Self Sickening Species

Title
The Human Craving

The Gummy Decay
We Favour For Our Mortar

Our Truth-less
Mated
Clunny Actions

Sweet Tooth
We Solder On
Feening
Indulging Our Senses
Till Everything Is Flavourless
Thank you...one of you guys ...for introducing me to the word ‘feening’
Justin Aptaker Aug 2019
so there really is no end to this
faded snapshots, fleeting bliss
all i'm left with is desire
this my hell, and that my fire

archer shot too high and far
borrowed moments from the stars
now my time is free for all
never fall free from the law

my muse a slave, i sold my rights
in one too many stolen nights
moth to flame for city lights
a god has fallen slain tonight
Written ca. 2012
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