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When you message

Your name appears

they see my smile

But inside... my chest, Tense

I attempt to inhale
The air thickens
My lungs like Stone...
Chilling to the Bone

Your Phone silent... Do you wonder why?

What do I say? What will be the conclusion?

Chuck Akot Apr 30
There is nothing truly more repetitive ,
or usual or strange to me,
except for the fact that I may see you personally,
hold you closer to me,
feel you as the wind feel the warmth of a star,
I want that moment,
I want you to understand this,
I want you to gaze me like a rounded apple,
to bite or not to bite me.
Chuck Akot Apr 27
All my life,
I have felt the nearest joy,
when I feel for the first time,
this hidden interest,
the emotions I can no longer touch,
in the slightest hint,
in moments that are reminiscing,
this gentle and sad face of mine,
in the lively tone of your voice,
in the surge of memories,
that anticipate all the love I can give for you,
I remain true to myself,
I remain lively and loud,
vivid to sense that what life can offer me,
is the quiet correspondence of affection,
your subtlety, your buoyant character,
knowing that I secretly love you.
Chuck Akot Apr 21
I sense that,
I have a great deal to give:
my eyes, my lips, my body,
it is all there is for you to consume,
I want your arms with me,
the stars along the hills,
how dreamily I fog my gaze somewhere else,
just to listen to you talking,
desiring to hold you,
and this eagerness,
to come live where you are,
to ascend,
the unconditional movements of my heart,
flowing in your body,
like a dear fire in an open space,
like grains of sand kissing your skin,
like a flower sitting on your ears,
like a song taming your lips,
ah, just to nestle myself with you,
and into my naked hands,
I bring you the transparent serenity,
the blue sky in its untrammeled thought.
Chuck Akot Apr 18
I know the river runs dry after it has fallen asleep.
Death is not our alliance, life is.
So, between my arms,
you emerge like a hand,
and the way to celebrate it is to embrace you,
with long kisses on your cheeks,
because your heart is a garden of illumination,
plated with violets and lavenders.
Chuck Akot Apr 17
It is so nice to come home to a person,
who has been there all along.
It is so nice to have been cared by a warm hand,
by a heart that feels so tender,
like a pillow resting on my head.
Sometimes, a home is not a structure, it is a person.
Sometimes, you live inside a person.
Sometimes, she lives inside you.
Sometimes, she is outside looking in.
Tell me a time
U needed me
A time u grabbed ur phone
2 text me.

Have u ever rung me
In the depths of the night
Just to hear my voice
In the darkness?

U could say u had
U could tell me u need me
But I’d see our messages
Or rather, my messages:

The lines and lines
Of my words,
Calling ur name,
That go on for miles.

Punctuated by one of urs
A smile :)
Or a word
And nothing more.

How can ily
When u never respond?
How can I be obsessed
When there’s nothing:

No message
For me to obsess over.
But u never,
ever reply :(
Jason Apr 12

I love you
I miss you
I want you
I need you

You are every hope
You are every dream
You are my only wish

© 04/11/21 Jason R. Michie All Rights Reserved
Does it always go this way
I mean you suddenly text
outta the blue
after you threw our friendship away
You erased me , blocked me
Shattered me
Yet here you text
and I can't walk away
I can't ignore
I want to trust you
I want to believe you
feel sorry
or you actually realize
our meaning to each other
Who am , I kidding
**** here , I go again
don't you dare
play me !!!
it will be you hurting
this , I promise you !!
© Jennifer L DeLong 🦏4/3/2021
Deep Mar 20
Dictating my mood
with a single thumb press,
I'm happy
Or Sad
It's only a matter of your single Text.
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