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Anticipating the Meeting
Looking for the sun to shine again
Longing to feel the tingles that come with a touch
Seeking the security of being in arms tightly tucked
Imagining the passion of your kiss
Wanting to feel a belonging
Needing to be needed
Desiring forever
Waiting for you to come to my door
Dreaming of the magic once more
This poem was written for my friend D.M.T.
We made the connection online.
We are meeting face to face for the first time in less than 48 hours.
Jon Elfers Sep 2014
Eat your brains for kings pleasure,
While snacking your soul on ancient lore,
find the meanings twice and you die,
running on borrowed time,
to weave the web of lies
hidden plainly on layer of skin,
I slowly peel off and savor,
as you deconstruct my walls,
building a home out of the rubble,
to hid away from glances,
lancing through tired eyes,
perpetually trapped in the hills,
which never see beyond,
the painted black highways,
our galaxies ellipses through,
and occasionally super colliding
Serenity Elliot Sep 2014
I could see her glancing at me behind lowered eyes
It was either me,
Or the book.
Suddenly she turned, the candle flame mirrored in her pupils
Her face was flushed by nervousness
Or maybe drink.
She liked literature she said
But I think she also liked my accent
She was wild
I was wild
No time for the corperate world although that's where we both existed
Reading, travelling, red hair
We liked the same things
So
I never messaged her back
Serenity Elliot Sep 2014
He was sitting behind me in a resteraunt
Alone
Engrossed in a book
An Iranian author
A set of essays
He was nice to the waiter
A foreign accent, a tattoo of the sea and bright red hair
A candle created shadows on his face
I turned around
I like to explore unknown territory
He held out his phone
Out of place in the context of his person
Perhaps that's why he hasn't made any more contact
Like the fleeting patterns on his skin on a cold city night
Henk Holveck Aug 2014
When I met you...
I never thought you’d be here 7 days later,
Only 7 days but closer than the 7 friends I had in high school,
Showing me, embracing me, loving me.
I don’t even get those human desires from those who share the same blood as me.
Except my blood is mortally powerful, although you don’t bat an eyelash at that.
You finally make me me feel as though, my physical condition is not important to you, what I say, who I AM, is why you Are find of some as eccentric as me.
I don’t put labels or times or hopes and dreams on relationships any longer. Although I know right now, with you I am secure and accepted.
Let’s continue to ride smoothly on this undiscovered river, it may get dark sometimes, although know you never are the reason.
The reason could be the shadows along the edge of stream, or the secluded love that fills our boat.
Be ready, you never know where our hazardous but thrilling venture may lead us. But all I know is you give me more value, more consideration and more connection than any human being has in this lifetime.
I know you are lost too, as am I. I don’t care your sexuality, your gender or what you may look like, you make me feel good, and that is what we both deserve.
7days and 7 more I’ll never grow weary of you because this soul of yours is not cliched.
Take my hand as I take yours and let’s ride this unpredictable route to nowhere.
The Day We Met Was Like A Flash.
It Passed To Soon.....
The Day We Met...Was Scarred,Bruised,And Burned, Cut, ******...
Nothing You Say Can Make That Day Blurry..
It Will Always Remain And If It Were The End Of The World..We'd Die In Vain...Nothing You Say Or Do Can Erase This Pain. Only If Depression Could Drain...Me And Him Always Seem To Plead At The World's Feet. But All We Do Is Bleed. Me And Him...Were Destined. This Is Fate.. And We Always Have That Second Chance..Because..We All Own 2 Little Things You Call.....Faith And Love. Love Is Just Another Word..You Use When You Want Or Need Something..As So They Say But Love Actually Means...Loyalty Observed Vulnerably Even In Eternity. Love Is A Promising Word. You Have To Trust And Believe Then They Won't Give Up. Just Like Henery's Dad Is Towards His Ford. Giving Up Is Also Cheating...It's An Excuse...It's A Lie...To Hide Only What's Behind...Your Mind.. Just Follow The Path That Lead. The Day We Met Happened So Fast. The Day We Laughed Just Went Past. The Day I Confessed Was Like A Piece Of Glass...The Day We Met Was Gone And Done.


**Make Sure You Cherish Your Friends..For As Long As You Can...Understanding It May Very Be Your Crush..I Give You This Advice.
It's Better To Stay Hidden In Silence Were You Believe There's Hope And Light...Rather Then Being Heard And Thrown In The Dark...
Don't Give Up.
Nicole Aug 2014
I know I'm only a year older
But I think I might be able to help you a little
Don't let what you think the truth is, smolder

You're a small flower bud right now,
I wish you didn't have to go through this
I've been through it all, still going through it,
I'll help you blossom into something extravagant,
Something you'll adore while you're here and human
Well at least I hope you will

Small hopes and dreams will help you create
The confidence to grow
Don't sell your thoughts to someone cheap,
Value them,
Cherish them,
Keep them safe, don't just share them to anyone
Keep yourself safe as well,
If you think no one cares about you,
I do, and I know that isn't much,
But I just met you and you are worth trying for.
Please try to remember that.
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