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Chandra S Nov 2019
"Dim light please",
I softly wheeze,
as you seductively tease
the nape of my neck
and I sensuously shudder
in my fleshly hearth.

Playfully,
I break away
as my heart sways
in a hitherto unknown desire....
a desire;
that took its time coming
and which is now ablaze
in your eyes so scintillating
that it makes me skip
an already fluttery heart-beat.

You proceed gently
and speak softly
about my mischievous smile,
my expressive eyes,
the curve of my lip,
...... my shapely hip.......

You stroke my hair
with ardent flair
and I listen blithely
to your unfeigned oratory
about a man's intensity,
...his unbridled frenzy.

I hearken reverently
to your admission of piety
and pledge you my fidelity
as long as there is light
in my impractical, dreamy eyes.

As we submit
to the fiery delight
I finally see
beyond the crevice of duality;
into my integrated embodiment
of anatomy and sentiment;
...that I am
and always was
a unique, solitary singularity.
Robby Oct 2019
How can you look into another human’s soul and not be scared?
How can you see the darkness there and not have your hairs stand on end?
Why are you still here? Do I not frighten you?
Is my intensity and my pain not repulsive?

Can two broken people really make each other better?
Or are there just too many shards and sharp edges?
For my witchy friend who showed me that we all have a story to tell. Thanks for being there.
Kat Raven Aug 2019
It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel.
It shouldn't bleed this much to be your guide.
It shouldn't pain this much to love you.
It shouldn't scar this much to be by your side.

I'm torn between obsession and hate, for the mess that we made.
But, they come, they go, so replaceable.
I can only have you in my dreams, it seems.
Because reality strikes and you leave me in pieces, ripped apart, wounded, my wings, fallen off, I am burning in loathe.
Mayte Jul 2019
This magical and amazing element is the one that’s in our hearts.
Love is consuming,
The flames are the rage we keep to ourselves.
No one controls fire.
And nobody can avoid letting it burn them.
It does what I wants and it chooses who it thinks deserves to feel something.
As it keeps us warm and cozy, it also destroys everything it touches, and nobody sees it coming.
But sometimes curiosity takes the power and the dangerous thoughts arise.
There’s no possible solution to stop it from burning everything.
It’s impulse
We think we’re brave enough to handle it but truth is that nobody ever wins that fight;
The one that makes them control what they’re true nature is.
And that’s what fire is
Our unique identity
The sparkle that lives in every one of us, defining what who we are meant to be
LWZ Jun 2019
New routines
Broken dreams
Fair weather friends
At my doorstep
Reveal yourself
Feel the intensity
I can’t go on without it
I don’t want it if you’re not exposed
I must feel in control
Greg Piegari Jun 2019
Have you ever had the feeling of wanting to be the glue, the structure, the foundation. That intense yearning and pull to be everyone’s someone.
Have you ever felt like what it’s like to be me?
Oskar Erikson Jun 2019
sought solace for a high
running laps round infinity rings
it’s irony to chase after peace

a hazy face to lean towards
motion blur
let a unhinged heart cease.
Rachel C May 2019
the beat in my chest
that had been gone for so long
had silently hummed in the background
waiting to be found.
now it echoes in my ears
while we both laugh
to nothing at all
and this simple little feeling
that I was so convinced
couldn't possibly exist -
I found it somewhere
in a parking lot
for hours
during a thunderstorm
or was it Tangled in your bedsheets?
or in a backyard with a crowd of people,
as we locked eyes
and pulled away
not knowing
a sensation
feigned for so long
was somewhere stuck in the middle
between the two of us
waiting to be found.
for C.
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