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Dallas Phoenix Mar 2015
I could unwrap your mummified heart,
But I'm too much of a coward to know where to start,
Working myself into a replicated gentlemen,
And this time,
Ask her out without winged middlemen,

Sometimes I think I'm truly wasting my time,
I'm just an expired grandfather clock passed it prime,
So if I ever squared off with your elegance,
I'd just back off and drown in regrets and negligence,

Am I waste to you?
A *** with burnt flowers,
A darker shade of blue?
Am I just too radioactive to touch?
Am I just too closed casket faced to love?
Too jellied knuckled to trust?
I honestly think I'm just ******,

When I skip rocks,
They sink,
Down with the trash,
And so it seems,

I have nothing else to do,
But wish I could spend my life with you,
sainche micano Mar 2015
we were at the party
we missed the game
we were having fun
we didn't play games...

feels like Friday night
in the traps of your loyalty
sounds like be happy
and don't play games...
Lina Feb 2015
We danced…a night of passion, your hands, our hearts.
The tango, waltz, and rumba. Bodies hot,
The romance begins when quiet music starts.

Your fingers trace my lips as I talk…
“I need you.” Lean in, kiss me, bite my lip.
Give me the drug you know I crave. Don’t stop.

It is more than lust. A sinking ship
Is what we’ve made this. Broken, yes. But still…
In love. Your love, my wine. I’m hooked with one sip.

Abuse? The pain? The hurt? My daily meal.
And still…I stay. I love too much, too deeply.
No one knows what we go through, lips sealed.

You always trick me and I run back. Can’t see
The damaged, stained and bloodied, lifeless soul
You have left me with. Alone, content to be?

To me, you are hot and burning coals.
Too close, and risk the blisters embers make.
Perhaps that’s why my heart is gaping with holes.

I always give…and you always take.
To think…one single night started all this.
My hurt, kind heart is quickly learning to hate.

But when I say goodbye, the company’s missed.
That’s why I always come back to beg for more.
I need your touch, your heart, your voice, your kiss.

I’ll leave again, like many times before.
To come back…wondering what I’m trying for.
I wrote this poem while trying to stay within the strict guildelines of a Terza Rima.
Art Flores Feb 2015
Darling,
My heart beats for you
Like the fists of
Policemen outside our door.

They have the
Building surrounded,
Much like our love
In the winter air.

They're in search
For the fugitive
Who stole your heart
Held up for ransom.

Honestly, you still shine
Brighter than every
Beam of searchlights
Peeking through the blinds.

But i'm not just a thief
Lying through his teeth,
So don't let me breathe
The fume that you leave me
To believe is your love.

Just hear me out,
Before the men in blue
Place me in the black and white
With those silver bracelets;

I plead guilty of theft,
So let us ****
The time that we have left
With one last kiss
Before we're split apart,

Because
My love for you
Is a crime that
I'm willing to commit.*

- (A.F)
For the ones that
are in a long-term relationship.

Copyright © 2015 Art Flores.
All Rights Reserved.
Anne Jan 2015
Learning to see the beauty through the darkened rain.
Feel the peace of the storm as it washes everything from me.
Closing my eyes and feeling the drops on my eyelids as my tears get mixed in.
Letting the hurricane take away my weakness in order to make me stronger. Making me bare, only my bones are seen through the  downpour of rain.
I will trust you Lord for you are King of the skies that bring the storms. As I become weak you become my only strength. I will trust you for you're all that is faithful and true.
Refining.
Seán Mac Falls Jan 2015
She loves a cold man  .  .  .
Beaming face always in bloom,                                                          
  .  .  .  Sunflower in rains.
Mark Lecuona Jan 2015
Every spoken promise has failed
I’m not going to test my faith anymore
Because it only makes my soul weep
I cannot tell myself never again
I cannot tell you to trust me again
Because I know that words are cheap
I can only hope that what is strong
Finds its way through my heart
Before I open my mouth to speak
I can only hope that what I swallow
Only gives me the power to be true
And not the temptation to be weak
karen dannette Jan 2015
Luscious lips
Burning flesh, insatiable
Soaked in your essence
intertwined, love so brutal.

Fascinated with the rythym
Your libido keeping time
My pelvis is throbbing for only you
Your body is truly sublime.

The feeling of bliss
Saturated with our body fluids, merged as one
On the red satin sheets,  we lay naked
On my mind,  in my heart,  blinded by the sun.

Torchered by divine lust
Kept satisfied in your essence, grateful
Irrisistable lips forever probing
Heart so full of love,  forever faithful.
Lust
shyshai Dec 2014
I bare my skin to you.
******* to the love we once knew.
I see the knife you hold behind your back,
It's all a part of a mystery you seem to lack.
You marvel over the scars you've left
& I await the next cut hoping to find some relief,
But leave depressed.
Nothing comes but dawn
& when the day is done,
You are what makes me feel.
Lennox Jones Dec 2014
i walked the path of least resistance
and found the path of much resistance
but it was the faithful path of patient
persistence that led me right to you.
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