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JasFow Feb 2019
you dont remember but i do
nights that occur time and time again
you tell me you love me
eyes looking into mine
i have to turn away because i know its not real
at least not entirely
our feelings are the same
but you can only show yours when
you wont remember the next morning
its frustrating and infuriating
we cuddle we kiss we hold each others hand
its not as if it didnt happen
its not like none of it is real
just fragments dont fit together the best way
your warmth gives me goose bumps
my neck still feels your lips
then the day after you slide away
when i sit too close you push
is it all me
im i that repulsing
you told me im beautiful
that was the first time i really believed it
somehow its all gone now
when you look at me i wonder
what part of me looks the worst
should i run my fingers through my hair
should i smile a little bit differently
if i wear this perfume will he not move over
will he tell me i look beautiful again
i feel insane even bothering
because youre just my best friend
It's simple, I love you.
Salmabanu Hatim Feb 2019
My grandma's hands,
My mum's lap,
My dad's chest,
Were ideal pillows,
But, my pillow,
My bedfellow,
My partner of crimes,
In all my emotional times,
Has a story to tell.
Night is when she lets go,
I, the pillow bear the blow.
I get tossed, thumped and battered when she is angry,
And when she is full of joy,
I am smooched with hugs,kisses
and cuddles,
When she is sad,
I witness her pain,
She can fool anybody but not me,
Her tears pour out on me ,
I am drenched,
At last she falls asleep,
Curled into a ball, hugging me tightly.
I smell of her, I love her,
I understand the pain of her tears,
The ecstasy of her laughter,
And all her secrets I hold within me.
She and I, forever together.
11/2/2019
Poetic T Feb 2019
You where that
                    beat..

That never really caught
         that rhyme.


Collecting murmurs,
            that you cuddled up too.


But you never realised
  that you where the...
              

Missing beat that left me silent
        at the end of every night.


But I still cuddled you every weekend
           when you never caught a glance...

Even though I was the one that looked deeper
        than any glance,
        I was the one who wanted to hold you dear...
JasFow Jan 2019
it confuses me daily that so many people are having ***
even at this very moment, i'm sitting in a book store
sipping coffee that burnt at first sip
where are they? in their homes? in public?
i'm avoiding it, not on purpose
that's just how its worked itself out
there in the moment with them its exciting
adrenalin in pumping and all thats left is to strip
yet i won't let it happen
i feel the rush and the chills but that's it
the closest i've ever got to feeling what you call '*****'
it all started with a cuddle
he said it best himself, don't cuddle, you'll catch feelings
no ****.
probably could have went a few more years
but he was drunk and all he asked was for me to stay
to cuddle
and that's what we did
all night
i woke to him in a slight sweat and it happened
i then knew what you are supposed to feel in those moments
after that, he messed me up
now i can't handle him grabbing my hip to move me out the way
he can sit too close and there it is again
what the hell?
and other people have felt this since they were preteens?!
i would burst
what i don't get is why it never happened again
other boys/other girls
kisses/bites/touches
no one makes me feel the same
that feeling is what has been missing
why i couldn't say yes
i feel nothing with them, so i sit there fully dressed
he won't get too close
it's funny because he doesn't remember us
we were laying nose to nose
on new years, what i wanted happened
we kissed in the mix of the dozen lips
we got home and yet nothing happened
i didn't want to take advantage of our blurred visions
one day i hope i get it
the feeling he gave me
he may never say yes
but i'll always have that feeling
**** demisexuality
It's not as weird as they say to feel nothing.
Neuvalence Jan 2019
I woke to the sound of your velvety voice
and your soothing lavender scent
Though I woke alone,
your presence: no longer.

Something short I wrote two years back.
Jupiter Dec 2018
the warm glow of the tailights ahead
faint music playing in the background
the sound of your breath in the foreground

your head rests with a welcome weight on my shoulder
warm and heavy in the crook of my neck

my cheek rests softly on your crown

my eyes shut naturally, wholly content
you reach around my arm and pull me closer

my heart leaps, your touch is so comforting
in that moment, us together, warm and happy, trading hearts

i never want to let you go
i itch to tilt your chin toward me, i want to look in your eyes
i want to kiss your whole face

but instead i listen to you breathe
and wonder how i can love you this much
Kewayne Wadley Dec 2018
And it was one of those kind of days.
Enjoyment of the little things.
She filled both my hands.
My mind at ease,
She was very good at stuff like that.
Warm to the touch, my hands snug around her.
The way she smelled was life itself.
Flooding my nose with endless memory.
Deliciously swirled & tasted.
My insides fluttering in thought.
No longer empty but filled by anticipation.
This was the kind of weather she was made for.
Jeans, sweaters.
Lazy days to throw any old thing on and lounge around.
It was one of those kind of days she filled my mug,
My hands with hot chocolate.
Her being the very chocolate that warmed my soul

Of all things
Just because
Annika J Dec 2018
Somedays I get the urge to just snuggle something
Preferably someone
To be close
To be emotional
To be connected

People aren’t very snuggly
I’m an exception

Since no one else is snuggly
I just have to curl up by myself
And say I want to be alone
When in reality
I crave intimacy
Jennifer DeLong Dec 2018
So cold body like ice
Need some warmth
Could use some body heat
A blanket will just not do
It's to dam cold
My teeth are chattering
My knees are shaking
Not made for winter
Want to hibernate
That would be so nice
Wake up to 90 degrees
Not a wish that can come true
So bring me some body heat
Cuddle up drink some coffee
Let's hibernate till our bodies
Are at least above freezing
Fine bring me a electric blanket
That will have to do
I'm tired of this cold
Body like ice
Need to warm my soul
© Jennifer Delong 12/6/18
arielle Nov 2018
i poured my
h e a r t
out to him that night

we sat for hours talking
until silence found its way
into the big room

he planted a kiss
on my lips
s w e e t
like
strawberries and mint chocolate

tired as the night
we fell sound asleep
until the sun rose
and brightly shined its way
through the curtains
soundly..
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