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Huxley Web Feb 2019
I want to run my fingers through his hair and wrap him in my arms, feel the way he relaxes as we sit here together.
It's strange the dreams the mind creates.
ImpliedLines Feb 2019
The song starts of slow
My heart floods with an emotion only god knows what
His voice is low and southing
I can't help but wonder
Just what kind of spell this song had me under.
To be able to listen to it day or night, weather it's dark or light.
It makes me feel safe and washes all my worries away.
Jensen Ackles version of Simple Man is what I live for.
Mary Feb 2019
I reach across the chasm between us
to see if you’re still there
Remnants of a nightmare
linger in the air
The sleep that fills my head
disorients me but then
I hear you breathing next to me
and I feel safe again
Anne Scintilla Feb 2019
why do i feel caged
                                   —by the same fences, that was
               meant to make me safe.
comfort comes with a cost
japheth Feb 2019
if ever

you don’t

feel

like you have a home,

pull me close,

wrap your arms around me,

rest your head on my chest,

close your eyes,

and feel the warmth of the fireplace

resonating from within my heart.
sian Feb 2019
in your arms a haven for my soul
your heartbeat, my lullaby
you whispered in my ear
sweetheart you are ethereal
heartbreakingly beautiful
innocent
untouched
So you touched
Akshi Hargoon Feb 2019
In silence I hear the words creep through my mind;
Latching onto my thoughts like a parasitic vine.
Darkness surrounds me with no room for light;
Yet I somehow feel quite alright.
It has a warmth, a comforting that only I can relate too;
Something that makes me feel like I'm going to make it through.
A safe haven built just for me to escape;
From life's dreaded escapades
Sometimes all you need is the lights turned off and some quiet time with your thoughts
Mohannie Feb 2019

Come out, come out
Wherever you are
Come out
And find me
So we could be together
Once again
Like we used to.


Huxley Web Feb 2019
Him
His breath hitches as he laughs and I can't help but stare a little while longer.
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