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Ren O May 2014
The kiss that stopped time
I was there
I heard the hearts beating
I saw the gentle pressure applied through fingertips
I heard the giggle
Like I wasn’t even in my own body producing the sound
But I felt  h i s  lips
Softly morphing to mine
Running my hands through his soft hair
Down to his neck
I inhaled
The scent of a man
I wanted to continue forever
But, as they say, all good things must come to an end

What about something that’s not only good,
But truly heavenly?
I lost myself in that  k i s s
Time stood still
I forgot everything except him
There was nothing bad
Only warmth
Kindness
Exhilaration

I don’t think he  u n d e r s t a n d s

When I’m near him  m y  body heats up
My  h e a r t  beats faster
I can’t look at him because I’ll stare
He’s too beautiful for words

I wish he knew how wonderful he is
Martin Narrod Apr 2014
I am in levels. Past levels. This deep, intrinsic wonderful lost, the lawlessness of its fascinating expenditure of excite. Pushing through the wild and feral snow-dusted plains and timber ridges. Like red-spotted dots breathing through the cylinders called the spine. This descends into a narrow channel of scantly clad greenish scenery in a time-soaked visionary wilderness of snow,
Our crab legs dancing down wiry purple highways, our heads could not even look backwards if we had wanted.

Furious, love-latitudes, stalking breaths thwacking fork-ended tongues into a pinkish knot buried into the first layer of organic membrane on this railway of miniature canals, showing. And their pride snuck into the elbows, shooting down each vertebrae as it stepped with great precision every ledge that the currency emphasized. The raw accumulation of stolen heart-beats rattling between the interstices of new fuel careering these red engines. Crashing with exquisite pleasure into one another.
Wendell A Brown Apr 2014
My God is a consuming fire
Who does meet my every need
He bounds my spirit in his pocket
As he quietly watches over me

Never again will I be alone
Or far from his eyes which see
For wherever it is I am in life
He will always be close to  me

He never forsakes me a moment
Of his blessed bread to eat
For my Lord provides my supper
And the spiritual drink I need

Though around me sin abounds
Each day pulling at my senses
His spirit allows my heart to see
Through all of sin’s pretenses

For my loving God, is pure life to me
Surrounding me with angelic fences
Holding me closely each and everyday
While keeping my heart very contented.
Being contented with Gods love
Alias Apr 2014
I am so breathtakingly in love with you.
The mere thought of you make me shiver,
And your images flashing through my mind makes me smile.
I can feel it in every muscle, cell and in my veins that when you're near,
I have no fear or doubt or regrets. I'm in love with you.
And my every living cell knows it too. I know that the sun will rise again,
the rain is falling,
I know that one day the earth will surrender and we will all die.
And I know that I am breathtakingly, beautifully, wonderfully in love with you.
pam Apr 2014
i feel so happy right now
do you wanna know
the reason?
well, its not about the season.

its about for those person
who send me tons
of messages.

showing care.
your messages make me think that i live in fairytales

because in reality
my life is such a fail.

nobody cares about me
well, no one shows me that they love me.
they make me feel so useless.
thats why im hopeless.

thats why, thankyou for the messages!
i am so grateful!

I love you wonderful.
- PD
Miss Johansen Mar 2014
I left my home and the feeling cannot be described
I left everything I have ever known for this completely unpredictable adventure
Being an international student is a wonderful struggle

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