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francine Dec 2019
her
everything you say is like poetry.
i'm sure by now you're my sanctuary

your smile makes me feel so sugary.
but tell me why you always leave me feeling so

sickly.
Varsha K Dec 2019
Someday you will love me, said the hopeless lover.
Someday you will get over me, said the reckless loner.

Someday you would want to come back, said the heartbroken mistress,
Someday doesn’t exist in my head, said the cheating husband.

Someday I will find my soulmate said the hopeful maiden,
Someday, they will know your worth, said her loving bestfriend.
Abi Dec 2019
I turned you into art
And my mind fed.
It breathed hard and hearts exploded in red and pink.
Beautiful really,
And I can’t ever be silent now I know you exist.
Poet X Nov 2019
"love-sick"
I mean
I suppose love is a disease.

there are the symptoms,
the racing heart
constant thoughts,
and if your a writer
countless poems dedicated to them
or your love.

I suppose love is a disease
but if its you,
its not one I would mine
having.
Joshua Harestad Sep 2019
I crave her caress.
Desire her love.

She is perfection in the flesh.
An angel made human.

She makes me want to be better.
Makes me want to change.

Her touch makes me shiver.
While her smile warms my soul.

My heart picks up,
when she looks my way.

I could get lost in her eyes.
Every single day.

Over and over again.
I’ll love her till the end of time.

This beautiful woman,
who will never be mine.
MindlessSelf Sep 2019
she couldn't wait for the night to arrive she had been going at it for hours especially to her best friend on the phone.

When she realized it was almost 7 o'clock p.m  she was already dressed up and ready to head into downtown.

She knew this could of changed her hole night forever in some sort of way. The type of the way you get when you meet someone for the very first time

That feeling you have in your stomach that just won't go away.

Is that what it feels like to be in love or is it just being head over heels towards them.

How should I know?

When will I know?

What will happen after this?

All these questions seemed so mind boggling through her eyes.

Everything seemed so surreal for her  like if any of this was for real or not

Not until she finally met the guy.
Erian Rose Sep 2019
Your poison seeps into my veins
Crashing in like hurricanes

Every bone numbs and shakes
By the sound of your name

When you see my face in scattered rains
You end those hurricanes
Rachel Sep 2019
While waking up,
in that dream state of mine.
I imagined that you texted me,
and my heart leaped.
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