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Sam Mar 2015
I like to imagine,
That our hands are intertwined together,
That our legs are tangled in the sheets,
That my head is on your chest,
And our heart beats in synch
Brianna Mar 2015
I found you tangled in the blankets on my bed and I braced myself for when you left.
With cloudy judgement I slid next to you cuddling as long as I could while the coffee brewed in the kitchen.

I learned a lot about the feeling of free falling with nothing to catch you when you hit the ground.
I learned a lot about changing myself to match your heart beat a little better.

We've been here before... Promises we made but never kept.
We've been here before ... My eyes watering, your lips trembling.

I learned a lot about bracing myself for the impact from the crash.
I learned a lot about falling in love with you over and over again.

But this is how it ends...
Meg Howell Feb 2015
The most perfect form of silence
is the one where everyone is asleep
& the only noise is the faint train off in the distance
with the wind rushing back & forth
and the stars shining so bright you can almost hear them twinkle
and the soft sound of rustling sheets
and everything is peaceful
but maybe not so silent after all
Kennedy Taylor Feb 2015
It won’t happen all at once, but sooner or later you’ll look around and bed sheets will be covering everything you knew and the weight of the dust and debris will suffocate you as you try to scream for everyone to come back.
Third Legacy Dec 2014
~The blankets are on
but the sheets still fall off
maybe it's time to fold
and get on up
.
dreams are over, wake up
WickedHope Dec 2014
My legs cross yours
Under feather sheets
My skin kisses yours
Hidden, hushed we meet
Words.
Longing.
More words.
Ellen Marie Nov 2014
LOVE
Is magical, my mother used to say
It will
T
R
A
N
S
F
O
R
M
You and leave you
b r e a t h l e s s
But she
Didn’t tell me
That love is the gap between your thighs
That love is the entanglement of
skin on skin
She promised a feeling
Not a rough touch
Of someone who just wants to use you for
A night
What is love
But long-term lust
That will teach you
Brokenness does not mean
You are torn in half
It just means you thought for a moment
That love
Existed
Outside of storybooks
And beyond the depth
Of a one night ****.
Suzy Hazelwood Nov 2014
I would rather sleep
on a cold stone floor
than lay solitary
in the lie of luxury
loveless sheets
a bed full of wishes
where I need you to be
Quiet whispers

mark the morning

hushed, and rattling

like the leaves on the concrete outside;

eyes sleepily open

to mid morning sun

blinking

struggling

to see the new day.

Your arm sneaks over me

and you pull me close-

I won't be leaving the soft bed before you this morning.

your soft breath haunts the back of my neck

sending chills down my spine,

your loving lips caressing away

the strands of hair that have fallen over my face;

your fingertips brush-

so gently

so softly-

as if I were a doll that would break

and be lost forever

or a vision that would melt away

and disappear.

We laugh quietly-

this is our world

and no one can disturb our play

when we are so absorbed in each other-

our smiles making the shadows of night

cringe,

and melt into the corners-

ashamed to be there

in the presence of our golden light.

Here,

in your arms,

in our morning world,

there is nothing that can break my spirit,

nothing that I cannot feel glad for.

You

and I

we are happy,

we are free to love

and laugh

and live today-

and every day-

because happiness is here,

with you.
Natalie Neo Oct 2014
No interlocking of feets,
I shiver under my sheets.

No arms to hook on
No shoulder to lean on
--but I still hold on.
No nose to rub
No elbows to nudge
--I keep you in my garage.
No lips to kiss
No tongue to twist
--but somehow I still miss.
No one to meet
No one to beat
--I admit you are a need.

No interlocking of feets
I shiver under my sheets.
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