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Frankie Gestone Mar 2019
Cover up your skin
Those who abandon us wear us neatly thin
The only way to win is to fill your empty heart
I will give you what I don’t have as it is who we are
Cover up your skin
Hear the singing bowl or the mountain stream
If we blend, what could it all mean?
You and I or one and the same
Cover up your skin
From blonde to black
If you hide from me
I will always find you in my dreams
Cover up your skin
The crow cries in the trees
Its tears sing a repeating melody
The wind always blows you back to me
Cover up your skin
The last bit of flesh I want to see
Underneath the art you can bleed
And I will taste it, but not for free
stream of consciousness love music
Crystal Freda Mar 2019
waves tickled
her pale, cracked feet.
the salt filled air
felt so largely sweet.

the wind breezed against
the skin of her burning back.
as the sun took a closing toll,
the winds slowly slacked.

the pumpkin glow rayed
on her ***** blonde hair.
it lightly glazed
on her soft skin so fair.

the porcelain moon
glistened on the waves so brisk.
onto her warm, ivory skin
lay the soft, moist mist.
PrernaK Mar 2019
I dip my fingers in me
thinking of your face.
biting my lips,
figuring out your taste.

you seem like a
drop of sweat on my nape,
honey milk on my waist.

One summer
you shall flow
and the flowers
would glow waiting
for the rains.

Do not haze, neither haste.
the world inside me will tremble,
and so will my skin.

for some stones
now know
how a bud blossom
in the cold snow.

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Noor Mar 2019
Breathe in, breathe out
I close my eyes and picture us
If God can look down on us, what would He say?

I am a ghost ship, lost at sea
I dream about your lips,
I have set my anchor.

Come closer, pull me in
Do you ever think of me?
Or am I just skin, flesh, and lust?

I touch you with my fingertips
And I make three thousand small wishes,
Each for every freckle, every lie.

You laugh like stars,
And I cry like the ocean,
Will I ever be loved?

Breathe in, breathe out
Add one more, to my bruises
My ship can no longer sink.
Sunshine Mar 2019
Who else has curly hair?
I believe we can all agree it is sometimes a nightmare.
Reducing frizz is rare.
It can be messed up with the air.
Sulfates are a real scare.
Silicones are a compare.
At the end of the day, I don't really care.
Bad Hair Day
Madison Greene Mar 2019
I think the sweetest intimacy
isn't the ******* behind your curtain when the sunlight fades
but when I unravel all of the pieces,
stuck to me for twenty years
when you witness the uninviting parts of me
and just as I begin to feel shame come over me
you whisper "Come here, your scars are my favorite part of you"
sometimes I still struggle to see my heart as more than a bruised and beaten burden beating in my chest
but you look at me like it's the first time your eyes have seen sunlight in years
I find my place in-between your arms, passing time with you
Em Mar 2019
The words she spoke appeared on her skin
On her arms
and legs
and everywhere she bled.

She was no longer beautiful.
based off a meme i saw
melika Mar 2019
I am attracted to your body
the way you dress
the way you move
the way you smile
its simply perfect,
to me at least

the way you walk
the way you talk
the way you look at me
the way you just touched me with a hug
it makes me love you even more

and i cant stop looking at you
watching you talking to others
or even when you're just sitting
and do nothing except breathing

i cant stop looking at your beuty,
your hair
your eyes
your lips
your skin

and when you comme and talk to me
i look at your eyes and cant stop it
you smile brightly
i love that smile

i am in love with you
please never stop smiling at me
simon Mar 2019
in the absence of the sun I sit
taking note of all the *******
the dark doesn’t terrify me one bit
in the absence of the sun I sit

in the darkness of the night I cry
adding up all of my wasted time
hoping somebody was on the other side
but in the darkness of the night, I cry

in the shadows of my skin I scream
wishing my entire life was a bad dream
but upon further investigation it seems
in the shadows of my skin I scream
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