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I will never forget our first night together.
The way he swiftly grabbed me by my waist, pulled me in and kissed me with the roaring intensity of a tidal wave.
I was striped naked & exposed; drowning in the depths of his love.
And it was in that moment that I knew where we were headed…
Our souls were bound to one another.
And it was a peaceful feeling.
A feeling of surrender…
Of familiarity.
It felt as if my soul sighed in relief
I have now returned to a past life lover
The one I never stopped seeking.
I felt safe in his presence.
Protected.
I could confidently lower my walls and let him in.
Without fear.
Without doubt.
What we shared was something that was once only found within the realm of my dreams… The deep recesses of my unspoken desires.
A love that I knew existed and desperately tried to re-create through lovers from my past
Each time tragically resulting in heartbreak & soul crushing betrayal
But on that first night with him, I understood why it all had to occur.
They were lessons I had to learn
Lessons to love myself enough to attract the man that has always loved me.
Divine timing brought us together when we were ready.
Ready for our second chance at our eternal love.
zoe Jan 17
Pluto was upset—he'd been demoted.
His cold earth shook and grew colder;
He, who locked the moon's eyes on him, scolded
other planets, who dared to grow bolder
injuring his giant ego—what for?
Lonely thing, being Pluto: failed solar
dwarf, who still thinks he is more
than a bore.
Will it burn me up?
This extraordinary love?
I let my self go
venus cafe May 2022
as my fingertips frost over
i fear my heart follows

for i'm not of venus
born to be a lover

i'm rigid and distant
unable to keep up

my semblance of self
nearly nonexistent
Broken Pieces Nov 2021
Am I like Pluto?
No longer a real planet.
I'm kinda just there.
Raven Feels Jul 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the grass is not green:)


too much to bare
the polar twins resemblance in no fair

now the run I understand
still the twist of burning faces is what I can't

ran wind free
a second of nothing but me

the blonds in uniqueness stand under the red light
wait until the fear cripples and the big dog bites

the tea boiling somewhere for no one to drink
the ruined building leaves a pile to think

pupils dilate
thoughts shrink swallowing the bate

yet the crowd remains
I shower in public and fingerprints don't stain

a red rock star barks
stage shakes and throats are mic marked

nice dreams but crap
the plutonian not funny when children under your feet you have

                                                           ­                      -------ravenfeels
Void Oct 2020
One day, I belong with the rest
I lag behind, just trailing along
No one notices me
Until I'm gone
I'm part of a set
Without me, you're incomplete
But you don't notice me
Until I'm gone
You're still debating whether or not I belong

I've been ostracized from my peers after all the countless years
And now I simply don't exist
I'm left alone
In the frozen, black abyss
Jay eM Apr 2020
You are
My sun

Golden brown hair
Radiant smile
Honey sweet eyes

Brighten my day
Darken my night
The cloud cries

When you shine
Up to 7 hours later
It’ll still, in me, murmur

I may seem cold
but a spot for you will
aways be slightly warmer

Insignificant me
I’m just Pluto
Observing from afar

You may feel little
But to me you are
A radiant star

You are
My sun
I just wish you could see what I see and
Understand  how breathtaking you are
Carlo C Gomez Mar 2020
The most welcomed dreams,
they float no matter
what the consensus.

A bit pinched by Oliver Twist
campaigns, maybe,
but they vote for helium.

For to laugh is to shine,
and to shine is to supernova,
yet, still fit inside the head.

The hours, they are
a cascade of melting candles
burning a hole in the floor.

The only words spoken,
"My Very Educated Mother
Just Served Us Nine Pies."

But how can that be?
We're now one short.
Oh, bucolic heavens!

I grew tired of wandering
and returned to reality
in the angry haze of another
orphaned satellite.
When interrupted dreams are lost to us, drifting out of our reach, never to return. Forever orphaned from our minds.
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