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The sun was everlastingly shining over the oasis.

I wake up from a dream, eyes wide open.

I turn my head and see this beautiful creature that shares my bed sheets.

I was longing for her as much as I am every day longing for the night to fall.

The cool nights when we would get lost in the city of minarets.

The gates of the city we used to climb at night to kiss when religion was finally asleep.

The moon proudly looking over us from above. Not jealous.

We were free.

Every night was a feast.

We had plov and mantis.

Red wine and cakes.

And on top of that, we had each other.

Each other, as the sun and the moon chasing each other.
07 September 2022
J’aimerais lui faire savoir,
J’aimerais lui faire comprendre,

À travers de belles phrases,
À travers une sélection de mots réfléchie.

Je ne souhaite pas nécessairement faire l’amour avec toi.
Je languis juste un peu de tendresse,

Surtout la nuit.
Surtout la nuit.

Ton corps contre le mien,
Un échange de caresses.

Une alliance intime de nos deux âmes,
Rencontrées hier au crépuscule, qui se quitteront demain à l’aube.

Une parenthèse,
Un partage de battements de cœurs,

Une présence physique,
Un court moment qui restera gravé dans nos mémoires,

À l’un,
À l’autre.
le 19 juin 2025
****, that sea
it only deserves to be admired with mandarines
and a glass filled with blue wine

along with the unique mixtape of the pebbles
marrying the waves of the shore
in this greyish foam

****, that sea is saccharine to my ears and diabetes to my veins
its breeze is swimming over my white skin
it's like eating an ice-cream in an abnormally hot summer

as to the magnetic black sand sneaking away between my toes
repeatedly it would pause time
and i'll be taken away by a walk with no purpose
06 January 2022
I enjoy the peculiar scent of his body — head to feet
the aroma of his sweat — tastes of nostalgia
remaining of his skin on the sheets

smell of his hair at the moment he unties it
androgenic hair he has never, ever shaved

the colors of his tattoos
and the shape of his moles

the delicacy of the tip of his fingers with
perfectly trimmed nails over my face

and more so than anything else
the taste of his tongue after wine
when it comes into contact with my teeth, my lips.
11 January 2022
we were ******* like beasts
it was inherent
it was animal
there were no words but
growling and roaring
expressions of pleasure
(was it even pleasure?)

almost barbarous
a need more than an attraction or fondness

no, we weren't attracted to each other —

WE WERE ANIMALS
purely animal
we had a surge
pulsions that needed to be unchained
i orgasmed and he orgasmed —

none of us spoke, none of us spoke

there was *** all over his body
and we lied down on the soil
fell asleep instantly

i later realised that i had post-*** amnesia
transient global amnesia
i barely remembered the *******
that i felt monstrous

but i am just an animal
lawless and uncivilised —.
05 March 2023
les rayons d’Hélios au travers de la fenêtre
sur ton corps nu, brillent et te reflètent

par sa lumière naturelle et divine
sur ton visage l'illumine

par le reflet des couleurs de l’iris de tes yeux
j'entrevois l'avenir, l'espoir et ton absence de pudeur

je souhaite me noyer, sombrer dans ton âme
embrasser chaque recoin possible de ton visage

faire glisser sensuellement, ma main le long de ta peau
ressentir tes imperfections, nombreuses de bas en haut

ta sérénité d'esprit est ta plus profonde essence
te redécouvrir m'ôte de ma méconnaissance

sans fin, je te suis esclave
ton goût m'a libéré de mon entrave

telle la condition de ma perdition angélique
tu m'honores de ta sexualité romantique

emporte-moi au-delà de notre métabolisme
fais-moi tien comme la lumière face au prisme

je me meurs d'espérance et de plaisir
je me donne à ton immense agonie

je t'entre et rencontre l'origine de la passion
à jamais toi et moi nous serons
le 02 novembre 2021
Saturninus Jun 16
One day when I was a child
My favorite pear tree fell
I found it strange to know it’s fruit
When I’d only seen it bloom

Split in half by the weight of ice
Right down the middle
A crack of thunder as it went
It was killed by the rain and cold

I used to rest in it’s shadow
Infertile but gracious to me
As the blooms floated down
Like flurrying springtime snow

Strong seeming and lovely smelling
A father in spirit and in truth
Winter killed what spring made beautiful
It held no children but me
My wife had a miscarriage in November. They should’ve been born in May. Yesterday was tough, needless to say. I wrote this to cope.

Happy belated Father’s Day regardless. We chopped up the Pear tree and used it for firewood.. so it warmed my home the following year, despite the sadness in this poem.
Lostling Jun 16
Birds fly
So do I--
Lifted by your hands.
Paper *****,
Wrestled falls,
Laughter with no end.

Scars earned,
Lessons learned,
Gearing me for life.
Always here,
Support clear,
Pillar of my life.
He gives so much it feels like I'll never be able to repay him. One day when I get a stable job, I wanna get him a motorbike =))

Happy fathers day!
(Yes I am a say late T.T)
1DNA Jun 15
Dear dad,
Your contagious beams,
Spread through my body,
Infect my cheeks.

You reflect the day-
The soul of a child,
In the body of a man-
Life's not kind.

Yet you shine,
As a movie critique,
With zero dad ***,
And a good physique.

However busy,
You may be,
You leave it all aside
For our family.

Very grateful we must be.
Not all heroes are caped, you see,
Because dad,
You are our hero in a lungi!
Happy Father's Day!
Maria Jun 13
And what’s then? What’s left?
Maybe the faith that the day'll beep,
That day when the sun pushs cheekily
To windows, disturbing sleep.

That day when there’s no sadness,
When everything’s clear and plain!
That day when the soul is married
To happiness, sprayed with rain.

That day when all the trumpets around
Struck the march, bravura and blessed!
That day when I live the whole time
Just live without any dread.
Thank you for reading! 💖
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