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heymeh Dec 2017
I will close my eyes
everytime you touch me
I will close my eyes
then I won't see
the
l
o
v
e
you don't feel
when you're
holding
me
Playing I Can't Make You Love Me by Bonnie Raitt in my head.
Adrian Nov 2017
I have fingers that linger
on surfaces
and a heart
that lingers
in the past
fingers that linger
in your hair
and on your shoulders
fingers that reach and stretch
and touch
and a heart that lingers
when my fingers
are done lingering
helena alexis Sep 2017
i hear your voice
in my dreams
as i touch myself

i can feel your hands
all over my body
so rough and hard

i close my eyes as
my lips part letting
out a soft moan

my hands wander to
the waistband of my
******* as they inch
lower and lower

if only these dreams
became a reality
had yet another ****** dream about the boy I like and it just so happens that I work w him tomorrow
Poetic T Aug 2017
I'm the silk on the purity
of you, even though
                         I touch you.

I'm only a layer upon you.
SMedjhed Aug 2017
I saw muself falling apart
with a wounded soul and a broken heart

In a sh*tty place full of durt
everything in me screaming i'm hurt

Under the grey cloudy sky
with onr half opened eye
i can see where i will die

Laying alone on the ground
where no living thing is around
so sure that i can't be found

I don't know what happened to me
all i needed is someone to care about me
someone to make a better happy me

I guess everything is messed up
my redeem is that i'm giving up
cause i know it's hard to stand up

For all what i desired i was banned
everything was out of my hand
and after all what i have been through
i think all of this has come to an end.
My first poem here, hope u like it  :)
emmie cosgrove Jul 2017
He was my rose

Beautiful from afar

However,

I'd always bleed

After touching him
Bisaal Jun 2017
I touch your hair
then touch the grass,
your hair is so much softer.

I touch your cheek
then touch mine,
they are the same,
so why does yours make my fingers tingle?

I touch your lips with my fingers, they feel good
I touch your lips with my lips,
it feels way better.

I touch your hair, cheek, lips, chest, back,
I touch all of you
and I love it,
I love all of you.
I don't know where this came from since I'm still sad from a breakup and this isn't really a sad poem...
Vale Luna May 2017
I cherish the love letters
You write to me
When you're away
The ink on the page
Capturing the pretty things you would say
Just like you're here
                             by my side
Forcing my legs open wide
Your cursive understands
My ***** desires
So I'll keep re-reading your words
Until my fingers get tired.
Ree Mar 2017
i just want to fix you
to fix somebody

but i know what its like -
to be fixed
it can feel like you owe your person a lifetime of debt
because when you thought you had nothing left
someone comes in wearing their invisible red cape
and they swoop in and save you
without even trying
and sometimes

without even knowing you were broken in the first place
Brent Kincaid Mar 2017
I have always wanted
A legendary love affair,
But of ever finding one
I fear I was in despair.
I admit I wanted the closeness
And the permanence of it all;
Finding that perfect relationship.
I just never knew what to call.

I hoped for just thinking
Of my lover night and day
And that kind of communication
That time did not take away.
I thought of little glances
And phrases we might create
That sent entire sentences
Back and forth, mate to mate.

But in the larger sense of things
That didn’t come into play.
No looks or code words needed
To say what we have to say
Because when he hurts, I do
And when he suffers I cry.
I used to wonder and question
But now I no longer try.

I just accept that we are
So totally consumed by love
That questioning would be like
Not accepting it was from above;
From some perfect kind of care
That has matched us together.
I simply smile and sincerely hope
We will be this way forever.

If it ever gets in our way, I know
We are strong enough to heal
But something inside me says
This is all so utterly real.
Somehow that old adage of
Two making just the one
Should always make our hearts sing
And be sublimely fun.
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