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Candy Noire Jun 2015
You crawled under my skin
And made a bed in my chest
The weight of you is heavy
But knowing you're there gives me rest
Tore a hole in my heart
I keep your promises there
Soon you grip onto my veins
I lose my balance, you pull my chair
I feel you inside my bones
You made your way through my body
I need a map through your thoughts
I sit here frozen with worry
You smoked up in my brain
Clouded my sensible vision
I know that love it makes you crazy
But I swear you're an addiction
Mike Essig May 2015
You'll be a mysterious cavern
I discover by accident.
I'll be an intrepid explorer.
I will enter you like a cathedral
expecting holiness and hidden treasure.
You will grip me in your darkness
and hold me like the man I am.
Holiness and treasure will keep us there
until spent and satisfied,
we will return to our worlds
better than we have ever been before,
pleasured by the treasure we have shared.

~mce
Melanie Garski Mar 2015
Free.
Running,
throwing myself into a free state of mind.
I have no worries.
I’m able to let go and escape.
The moon illuminates the Earth as I dance on the freshly cut grass.
The stars creating a path I decide to follow,
leading me to a welcoming forest,
It's midnight and I’m exploring.
I see a tree with dark brown bark and Earth green leaves towering over me,
it's calling my name.
I sit at the foot of it and look up,
In front of my eyes is this beautiful canvas painted with millions of stars,
The moon shining right onto the ground below me,
I find a sense of comfort and stability.
The chill of the wind gently swifts on my body as it wraps around me.
I stand up and think there is no place I'd rather be.

A trail on the ground,cleared of grass, just dirt.
I find myself in front of a cabin,
I smile,
This was someones escape,
A place to be free,
And dream.
And now I’m the one dreaming.
I'm free.
kaye Feb 2015
God must've painted the sunset in your eyelids
and the stars in your eyes
he must've made a jungle out of your heart
that everyone keeps getting lost in,
drowned by a forest of wildfires.
he must've tucked sunshine in the corners of your smiles.
he must've patterned the oceans and seas with your words --
i keep drowning in them.
he must've tried to recreate the softness of heaven in your lips.
blackholes may have been named after your eyes --
they keep ******* me in and I can't help but see the birth of stars in their edges.

you are a whole universe of your own,
and I like exploring the corners of it alone.
Bluebird Dec 2014
i'll let her be the muse,
i'll let her tongue explore,
who am i to refuse
a girl whom i adore?

i'll tell her she's my weakness,
i'll let my sweet talk run,
she likes my body, more or less,
shes's just having fun
Traci Eklund Nov 2014
maybe the meaning of life is to never stop exploring and learning.
to be one with what is real and resort back to what we were mean't to be...
wild.
humans striving for something,
not just breathing and living for nothing.
give reason to living,
be part of something.
life is bigger than you can see
or comprehend.
open your eyes to what is really at hand.
join the pursuit of understanding
what it is to human,
the pursuit of what it is to be.
all i need is faith and what God gave me.
Anthony Williams Jul 2014
Your cheek rested on my chest light
pressing the silence bright for a moment
in your dark porch feelings had weight
but I was reluctant to detach to speculate
about where we were and what we held
too secure to need to share talk at all
like the black cat blending into the explored
our world still unbound by word patrolled walls

the street lamp flickered with temptation
asking elemental questions on decisions
reason on or off proving only a distraction
illuminating your attractions from a distance

above us a curtain stirred
up against an open window
lulled by slight rain cloud
blurring the moon to slow
cuddle in love with a dream
seen sweetly on half show
to only a lonely lane
and me in the light kiss
you gave with all that's pure
from a girly whirly place
full of pink hats and allure
making the darkness shake
when I saw the look in your eyes
sure with what I couldn't mistake
as yet told only in storybook ways

I almost dared to try and speak
but you felt the twinkle of stars too
shyness fluttering your lashes
and passion escaped and flew
skies beyond intensity to catch
respite in what little sleep it could
before getting bedded by an au revoir
which l foolishly leapt into turning round
pulling up a collar against the late hour
leaving you a wave to hide my two minds
I notice you pull your curtains together

cold sheets made bearable
when you phoned
to see I was safe
to hear your voice
saved me from strife
and though not face to face
we spoke of what in our lives
was finally in place
behind your curtain of love

my fingers slid down the natural gradient
stretching the fabric all the more sensitive
felt as a soft moan might pad on a sheet
intent on some scheme or hunt secretive
by Anthony Williams
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