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Angie Marcano Feb 2018
Darling,
take my hand and
dance with me.

Let’s perform the graceful art of painting lines on the floor with every swift move.
We spin around the dance floor, that has now become our home.
Softly, holding our bodies close.
Not too close,
but close enough.

Let us waltz into each other’s hearts with every step.
And with every movement let us prove our love.
A love for everyone to see.
Dance partners that were clearly meant to be.

Let’s dance salsa.
And no... I don’t mean the kind for chips.
The rhythmic salsa that makes our hearts beat out of our chests and intertwine with every note.
The salsa that causes the adrenaline in our bodies to rush as we follow every beat.

Let us practice our seduction through a heated tango.
As we caress each other’s bodies and souls.
Intensely loving and never wanting to let go.
A tango that will set our feelings on fire.

Darling,
Dance with me, please.
One last time before you leave.
Belinda Jan 2018
One footstep at a time
I think I’m getting closer
to where I belong
Is this it?

I just saw the most beautiful garden
Can I stay here?
I know I want to

When people ask me
Why don’t you just pick the flower and go
I said, for what?
It’ll be dead in the next few days

I love this place
I want to see those flowers grow
Stand tall

Little did I know
Turns out the garden is mine
It’s a gift
From above
Dazed Dreaming Jan 2018
Maybe I got ahead of myself..
I fell asleep just now...
And I woke up and it was like you were right there..
In front of me..
Touching my lips with your fingertips.
Wiping a tear from my cheek.

I felt my body relax underneath your touch.
I felt my life's purpose come back into focus.
I saw us old and in rocking chairs.
Side by side, with lemonade in our glasses...

Your wrinkly hand in mine...

It was all right there..
Right there in front of me...
It was so real...

But it ended so fast..
Reality stripped me of a chance to  stay with you..
If only, it were in my dreams...
Even if it had been fake...
Seeing the blue of your eyes again..
Was like whiplash...
Jolting me back to life.
As if I'd been underwater this whole time and I had just come up for air...
No Name Jan 2018
I already said this allot of times.
I’M HERE.
I wont leave.
I wont desert you.
I’m right here.


For a long time now
I have been saying those line because its true.
I hate goodbyes more than anyone
I don't want people to leave.
I don't want you to leave.
I really don't.

Pls do remember that.
I look like an overly attached friend right now
but I don't care.
I only care about you right now.
I see you slowly killing yourself with depression.  

Shes ready to give up not on you but on herself.
I'm loosing myself.
I don't want to see her sad
but It cant be help.
As time past


I don't want her to forgot about you.
I just want her to move on.
I just want her to be happy.
I want my old Partner back.
may this remind you!
Nicole Dec 2017
lurking in the dark,
i sit and watch him from my secret hole by his side,
even though he claims to be a piece of trash that deserves
the look of a blind eye.
i cannot help the way the shape of his face
causes the fire in the pit of my stomach to roar,
or how his tragic words
slip and slide into the depths of my mind,
losing themselves to the maze so that they may never leave.
he has found his place in the world
among the things i hold close to my heart,
and he may not realize
what he has done,
but he will always find his way to me now.
Meg Oct 2017
He didn't try and fill the big gaping holes.

He stood at the entrance to them. 

Just waiting. 

Waiting for me to run back out after going in too far. 

There ready to hold my hand. 

He made it safe to explore within.
Charlie Hazels Oct 2017
I love you
Your gentle touch
Your nervous giggle
You caring smile

I love you
But I'm not in love

My hand clenches around my heart
Constricting its beating
Forcing it to step in time to the wrong dance

I'm slicing m own soul apart with this quandary
But the knife is so sharp I hardly notice it
I only think of your face
What you will do when I tell you

I love you
But I'm not in love

The hurt pouring from your eyes
Like blood from a wound
Not windows, but floodgates to the soul unable to close

As your eyes furrow
And mouth turns, open in surprise
Glasses a shield for me
Or you, I can't tell

I love you
But I'm not in love
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