I don't need much
to be happy
just your laughter
the way you look at me
and some place quiet
with your arms wrapped around me
tucked away from the world
jazz music playing
warm blanket from your body
slept like a baby.
There they were…
Lying on the bed, with her head resting below his shoulder. Listening to his heartbeat and praying it never stops. One leg draped over him, almost as if she was afraid he’d free from her embrace and leave. As though her leg were a seatbelt holding him in place, keeping him from leaving, and bracing him for the ride of their lives. Her arm resting on his body with her hand on his chest.
There they were…
The safest place in the world. Their love, shielding them from the chaos of the outside world.
This was the most comfortable place for her to lay.
This was her favorite place to be.
And he took it all away.
This is not about me and my boyfriend, just felt like writing something that might relate to others and express their suppressed emotions. My boyfriend and I are doing well. However, I know the pain I would feel if that was taken from me, so I wrote from fear not from fact.
pressedpressedpressed so tightly to your chest,
i scratched and clawed and clung and held on.
your hand under my sleeve, up my shirt,
so tender, it hurt to look at you.
we lay in the dark blue of the night,
so silent, i might cry,
you pressedpressedpressed your chest so close to mine;
all my nerves fired at once.
Your red cheeks
You make me drunk
The only thing is, you're actually good for my heart.
Lately I have been writing love poems and I like it much more so yeah
I'm laying on my bed
That was freshly washed
The sweet fresh scent
Had me thinking of you.
The first time you were on my bed
Was the day i had washed them
Cuddling you in my bed
With your smell blended with the sheets
The smell i could fall asleep to
The one that makes me feel safe
I'm smelling my bedsheets again
But this time
Its lacking you
I crave human touch
someone to cuddle
it doesn't have to be from a significant other or that of such
but from anyone please, before I drown in this puddle
puddles of loneliness, so late at night
I long for someone to hold me,
squeezing me tight
whoever up there that may be listening, take my plea
and send someone to please lay next to me
my skin feels cold without feeling any loving touches.
i push people away
when all i really want
is for someone to hug me
and tell me it’s all okay
It's you the one I see across the room.
It's you the one I wanna I want to be with.
It's you the one I want to be in a dark room.
It's you the one I want to cuddle with.
It's all you!