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Nerissa Myers Sep 2019
Thumps Loud Thumps

Thumps, loud thumps,
N Goosebumps
my heart beats thru my chest
everytiiiiime
I see her/ maybe she is a them
Shem, possibly they
I am unsure of the ...
ya know that doesn’t even matter but
Thumps loud thumps
echo thru the halls after we greet
then meet for lunch
creating that eyes locked touching your soul type *** I mean
Thumps, loud thumps
s Sep 2019
a finger lingers on my lips
carefully touching pulsing heat
I wonder how this love will taste
inspired by Sai and Ino
TS Sep 2019
The light touch of the silk on my breast brings me back to you.

It brings me back to that dance floor with my body pressed up against yours like the cover of a book and it's pages.

It brings me back to your fingertips - a stone skip across my skin.

It brings me back to your hands holding my face and your lips on mine.

It brings me back to that night in the snow where your body was the only source of heat I needed.

You are a chapter that I will never forget - the one that I will reread over and over again until the words come to life off the page.



-t.s.
Jule Sep 2019
Can you hold my hand
Just a little while longer
I won't ask you to stay
But right now you're all that makes me feel stronger
11/25/17
seraph Sep 2019
tendertendertendertender.
hold me. i demand it. tenderly.
splay your fingers the long of my spine atop my shirt,
press your chest to mine and caress caress caress me.
clutch at my hips and let your fingertips
leave bruises to prove you were there.
nip at my lips, my cheeks and *******.
lap hungrily, dig your tongue into tender flesh.
drag your mouth over mine,
over and over and over and over.
i want to taste myself more than anything.
B D Caissie Sep 2019
Electric
Your touch
Lights me up

Breath on breath
Seeing stars
Bliss

©
Tiger Striped Sep 2019
You emerged from the breaking dawn
glittering to rival the rising sun.
Molten gold dripped
from the tips of your fingers;
shimmering dust encrusted your footprints.
Had our paths not crossed,
I'd not be frozen here;
a statue of fool's gold,
the work of your touch.
But I'm stuck in your kingdom,
watching the golden age
waiting until you wash your hands in the river
and come back to me —
you are cursed with the Midas touch,
and I am cursed for making you king.
ReBecca DeFazio Sep 2019
I place cotton candy
kisses on your cheeks;
I read you poems I
believe were created
from stardust in past
lives I keep forgetting.
I try to copy and paste
memories; taste them
like champagne bubbles.
I’m not always sure if
you understand me
but you try & I try.
I place cotton candy
kisses on your cheeks
and you beg me
to never leave; telling
me that time travel
isn’t really real…
I still believe & I plan
to take you with me.

ReBecca DeFazio
More Than a Flower
Anastasia Aug 2019
hold me
i know i say it too much
love me
i'm not afraid of your touch
im scared
that i'll never be enough
i'm starving
for a taste of your love
Maybe it's the way you see me
With those ocean eyes
Maybe it's the way you touch me
With those soft big hands
Maybe it's the way you tell me you love me
With those incredibly irresistable lips
But I can never look away
From those ocean eyes
Or move far
From those soft big hands
Or stop saying
How much I love you
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