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Jasmine Oct 2019
I long for
(Sigh)
Wait give me a chance to settle in….
A night in with the four walls staring at us not making a squeak,  
Maybe good music playing in the background to set the mood
How about a high mood to set the company just right
How about the exchange of thoughts to get conversation just going right
Haha, is that really what you thinking?
How about I tell you what I’ve been thinking…
Well, let me enlighten you, I think of
You
Every single second of every minute
You are running a marathon of memories in my mind
Oh, where do I start?
No let me begin from the beginning when the walls were staring at the both of us
You settle me in just right, under your arms, in your bed, while the music is just doing the most in the back
Oh no we had more than enough to talk about cause our thoughts kept popping like pop ups on an internet site
Can I be granted the permission to share the moment when you kissed me and how it felt like the first but instead it was our fourth
The kiss may have been our fourth but what came after that mmh
Our first….
You handled me like a woman you’ve known for months (sigh), more like you studied every curve on my body
Every turn, every pleasurable moment felt like moments I was never going to feel again
My breath felt like it was my last
Your breath against my neck felt breathtakingly
When you reached your utmost pleasurable moment, with my nails engraved in your back, that kiss you planted on my forehead, just had to have a skip a beat in my heart
Oh no I think I’ve shared enough to describe my desirable craving
Which is YOU!
i wrote this poem missing my ex
The night is still;
Quiet.
Chirps;
Punctuating the silence.

In the dark,
I see your silhouette.

A beauty,
A Goddess;
Heaven Sent.
Mitch Prax Sep 2019
Toasted inner thigh
glazed in our honey and sweat
was always your specialty

12:21 AM
28/9/19
Monica Sep 2019
He eats me up like a dinner at a five star restaurant
Can’t deny that my taste is flavorful
No need to make reservations
When I’m all he’s craving for
Devouring this feast
Had to tell him to slow down
The plate in front of him wasn’t going anywhere
tinnnafish Sep 2019
I think back to when it happened,
to that beautiful day that suddenly became so dark
The day when it all happened,
the day he destroyed who I was
Leaving me shattered.

I fought. I cried.
But it didn't matter how loud I was.
Nobody came to help me.

I still wake up crying,
Freeze when I see him,
And I’m still scared,
every **** day.

I still think I see him,
even while I'm safe at home.
I close my eyes and tell myself it’s going to be ok
But I can't help but feel him.

A year later I still feel him.
His grip on my wrists, the smell of alcohol on his breath,
The weight of his body pressed against me as I tried to get away

He just continued,as I cried.
It didn't matter how loud I screamed,
Nobody came to help me.
Mitch Prax Sep 2019
Beckon to me
and call me over-
I want to be seduced
into forgetting just
how lost I am
without you.
Laiba Sep 2019
This may be hard to hear and feels like i am stating a streotype comment
But for all those surviors of ****** abuse
I just want to let you know your not alone
I know everyday is a sturggle to get out of bed
Constent worrying and pain
And the questions that wont let go
You just want to end it all
You think its your fault and even if the world was telling you its not your sitting there thinking Oh my god please just shut up
I understand that but just know its okay not to be okay
And i know you feel ***** and you want to hurt yourself,blame yourself
And even if i tell you dont do it your letting the monster win
It makes no difference
So what i am going to say is hold on tight i know the journey is painful
But once you reach it will be raimbows
The nightmares the flashbacks  i know its painful
I know it hurts more then anything
But i promise you that as long as your safe
No hands will ever touch you again
I know its hard and cry all you want
But once your finshed be sure to know that you can do it again whenever you want
Your not a victim you Are a survivor


But the truth is i will never know your pain
Nobody can ever guess what you might me going through
All you know is what your going through
But empathy is somthing that only works to an extent....
This is what i go through...
Mitch Prax Aug 2019
Lust,
an empty bed
and the lights turned down
is the perfect recipe
for you and me
tonight.
JE VOIS QUE TU SALIVES.
TU AS ENVIE DE MOI ?
SERS-TOI DONC !
PRENDS-MOI COMME TU  VEUX !
PRENDS TOUT CE QUE TU VEUX !
ETIRE-MOI, CARESSE-MOI, BRANLE-MOI
VIDE-MOI, LECHE-MOI
AVALE-MOI
MA SEMENCE A LE GOUT DE VIOLETTE
IMMORTELLE
ET SI TU VEUX
METS-EN QUELQUES PERLES DANS UNE FIOLE
ET METS-LA AU CREUX DE TES HANCHES
POUR TE DEPANNER AU BESOIN
SI UNE PETITE SOIF VENAIT A SE FAIRE SENTIR
ET QUE JE NE SERAIS PAS LA POUR TE SERVIR
DU PRODUCTEUR AU CONSOMMATEUR.
HONORE-MOI DE TA JOUISSANCE
MOI JE RETIENS MON JUS DE JADE POUR TOI
IL NE FAUT PAS GASPILLER CETTE MANNE EN VAIN
ELLE EST A TOI
N'EN  PERDS PAS UNE GOUTTE
ET MEME SI CHAQUE GOUTTE QUI GICLE
ME RAPPROCHE DE LA MORT
C'EST AVEC JOIE ET DELICE QUE JE MEURS
INELUCTABLE
CHAQUE FOIS DANS TA BOUCHE
ET QUE JE BANDE ET DEBANDE
SOUS LES ASSAUTS DES POINTS ET DES TIRETS DE TA LANGUE
QUI ME DECODE ET ME DEGUSTE EN MORSE.
French is just like morse or any other language. A code. A code you have to master. Decode dash and dots or sounds or lights. And *** is also a language in that mattter. Google the text anayway you might- get some clues if not the jade flesh and gold bone texture!
Here 's the link to the poem in morse code :

http://morsecode.world/m/eJw9jssNAjEMRCUOVLAFDHeWFpBJRmxQPhAnEf1XQrIEbuN59pMPx2V5EC05xasSpULFu0a9jCwKxuYIS4TkcIUy61p6tCkanPDMjFbXAU0KYTc01vcfoaRaYPjTT8jiMsfZGUYyVedwyxL9ntGcnaWn2b6dNJk0SP8lMHaz9AXc0wdWnzNf
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