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I could stare into those eyes forever, but we only had that night.
I could wake up to them every morning, but the timing of our love wasn't right.

I could put his prolonged gaze on repeat for it made me feel as if no one in the room mattered but me. Just that look spoke to me and told of how he felt the same way.

When he held my hand, it's like it all came together. The moment we had been waiting for finally arrived, allowing the tension to subside. We didn't need words to communicate how we felt, for a single squeeze of his hand told me everything else.

We were so comfortable in each other's hold, and his warmth made me feel at home. I was vulnerable, but he was strong and his company made me feel calm. I wish I could relive that night for it made me feel so loved and filled in the missing piece of a heart that was so used to being alone.  

Oh! How I knew he would have loved me in the most beautiful way, but I wasn't good enough for him and he lived so far away. I wish I could've put life on pause just to enjoy his company a little bit longer, but I only had that night to stare into his hazel eyes one last time.
Interesting how sometimes we don't even need words to communicate how we feel. Been editing this poem a lot and maybe one day I'll be able to officially let go of the poem and the person it is about.
Denel Kessler Apr 2016
Waking breath ghostly frozen, clang of ***-belly stove opening, cedar crackles good morning, sap sizzles, pops, melting.  Warmth finds children sleeping, humid air, mouth-breathing.  Smell of boy sweat and feet, young women ripely sweet.  

Cats purring, stirring, padding quiet down stairs, weave meowing through mom's legs.  Dented percolator burbles better days, snap of toast burned haze, molten mush bubbles burst, fade.  Birds early on the highway Paradise-seeking, time, flash-burned, fleeting. Cobalt jay mockingly complains, chickadee sings his own name, coyote wails, thin and plain.  

Children rise, sleep in their eyes, squabble over bathroom prize, eldest wins, click, locks herself in.  Hurry, hurry the bus is coming, ancient driver, annoyed and honking.  Brown-bag lunches crinkled running, feet slapping, seats squeaking, lungs hot and bursting.  Ride the dawn breaking, hearts aching for more than this, rural bliss.

Stop sign flashes caution, young lovers in the back seat, bodies in motion.  Stop, start, sway on down the highway. Engine mimics hot blood lust, accelerated diesel rush, nothing can stop us. You grab my knee - young, carefree.  Brakes sigh and hiss, sneak one last kiss. You mouth - meet me later, we'll sneak out, rush to a future we haven't got, ready or not.  

The old road at dusk, frog song accompanies us, bike wheels on the asphalt hum, forbidden moonlight run.  Feel your heartbeat on my spine, frantic drumming matching mine. Horned owl hoots, forlorn and bleak, a premonition we refuse to heed, reckless with need. In the clearing young love begins, forget-me-knots on burning skin.
Cweeta Cwumble Apr 2016
It was a perfect sunny day in June
the day our fourteen-year-old fingers met,
our palms lined with a thin barrier of sweat,
under the Hyde Creek Bridge that afternoon.
After skipping rocks, we sat on the ridge
and Bobby granted my most desired wish
when he offered me my very first kiss
that afternoon under the Hyde Creek Bridge.
With his tender hand just under my chin,
(and my heart doing cartwheels in my chest)
he pressed his lips against mine and I sighed.
His tongue flicked my tongue, like an expert, he grinned.
"Was that your first kiss?" He accurately guessed.
"Of course that wasn't my first time," I lied.
True story :)
Isabelle Apr 2016
This morning will be a different one, for he will meet a girl
With an auburn eyes, a winsome smile and a hair that is curl
Strange she is, but in a beautiful kind of strange

The boy will stop and stare, will be lost in her haunting sad eyes
She will not notice, and will never knew, that cupid has
shot the boys young heart

The boy found a reason to go out every morning
To see her again, he was hoping
For her smile becomes the sun that brightens his day

He will sit from afar, and with an admiring eyes, just watch her
She paints, she reads, and sometimes plays with her dog's fur
He will silently watch and enjoy the beautiful scenario

It goes for almost a week
"I must be crazy, why do I stalk this chic?"
But he doesn't know the answer

All he know is, the girl brings peace to his heart
Her eyes and smiles are a piece of a pure art
and her laughs are a song to his ears

He could not explain it, watching her makes him happy
and sends a warm chill to his heart, very fancy
"I need to know her name"

The next day, the boy waited in vain
But the girl never came
"I'll wait again tomorrow"

It's been a week, but she never showed up again
In his chest a sadness and pain
Could not accept, she looked for the girl

He found out that the girl loves to paint
But the smell of the chemical will cause her to faint
That's why she sneaks out and do it once in a while

He found out that the girl loves reading
But her eyes failed her, every letters are dancing
That's why she sneaks out and pretends to read

He also found out that her hair was just a wig
And her red lipstick was to hide her pale lips
And finally he found out her name








With a sound of a breaking heart
He reads her name
*On her graveyard
Alyssa Torres Apr 2016
We were so right for each other,
like the sun
and the
moon,
but our timing was off,
and the sun had to rise too soon.
Keeana Calmes Apr 2016
one day I want to travel to the moon
carve our names in the crevasses
because a tree isn't enough
to express my love for you.

Sometimes I want to travel to london
and lock our names on a love bridge
because a fence at school
just isn't enough
to express my love for you.

Sometimes I want to write poems
on your fire hot skin
with my red burning lips
because my words just aren't enough
to express my love for you.
M G Hsieh Mar 2016
that one time, unsurpassed

at first, white
coral fountains drizzling
spring cotton, pink
candy dye
blushed
on stain
capped champagne

jackknife popped

fizzled soda
drop

the last
sweet, melty flavored
slink...
Ayntrise DeLano Feb 2016
"You're in my bones, my blood, and in my heart.
I'd have to tear myself open to let you go."
This isn't my poem but its one of my favorites... I don't know who its by either.
Ron Feb 2016
Smile love and take a deep breath because this forever just you and me. Holding hands and kissing while laughing is showing all the love we have. Your touch is like a spark. Seeing you smile means the world to me. Dreams are sweet when you are next to me. This is what my life is all about. Just you and me.

Just you and me is all I ever wanted. Our memories float like dreams. Keeping us aloft and above the trees. I don't want to let go of your hand. I feel safe when you are near. You erase the pain and all my fears. Just saying I love you can bring me to tears.

Seeing stars in the sky reminds me of hope. I know this from the look on your face together we'll stay. You kiss me lightly but love me hard. This is something everyone has ever wanted.

Wanting is an understatement. No words can possibly describe. The look thats in your eyes sends a chill down my spine. A shiver of excitement and a shake of anticipation. There is something that I have never felt and it keeps me alive tonight. No matter how far I seem to fall, it seems there is always more depth to this hole. A hole that is never-ending and with feelings like this why would I want it to end

Love is something everyone deserves. Finding it with you was something unplanned but very exciting. At the end of each night being here with you I thank god that I have all I need. I couldn't have anything as important to me as you.

Love is amazing, like a bright and starry night. It can make sadness fall away in tears of joy or anger subside in fits of laughter. Love is the purest emotion that one can feel but the hardest emotion to give up on. Love will build you up and make you strong and make the days easy to take on. It is the strongest four letter word ever created and the hardest one to speak unless you mean it

Hate isn't a thought for you or I. This ring from you is nothing but the symbol. We give love a definition and nothing breaks the bond we will spend a lifetime building. It's just you and me together forever babe.

An eternity together and forever in love. Seems like something from a fairy tale. I will  try my best to keep the bond. I will do my best when it comes to our love

Proving love isn'ty needed when it comes to you. I know from the look in your eyes and the smile on you face this is it. I maybe a very big dork but you are always there with me. This is as real as anything could be

It is so real to both you and me but for some reason it feels like this is a dream. If it is then I never want to wake and if it isn't I hope I never go to sleep. To keep you safe in my arms is something I long to do. To keep you close to my heart is something I can't live with out. Some say its like Romeo and Juliet but who are they to judge? We aren't what others wish us to be. We are just... you and me and together I want us to be...forever and eternity

You would only be crazy to call this a dream. But you always do have your head in the clouds. You say I'm beautiful but I never do think so. We are two peas in a pod like rebels in a small town. They said we would never last but here we are in love as ever.

rebel against the views they hold. Tear down the walls they set before us. We will overcome any obstacle and any failure that may come before us. Even if I have to carry you on my back and bear the burden of their criticism alone. I promise you I will never let you go

You are dear to my heart and I pray I'll never lose you. Arguing with you is the funniest thing ever. I couldn't ever be mad at you no matter what. I can't even think of my life without you and though we are only so young planning a future together is something that will only take a lifetime to do. The only thing I hope I do right is that I make you happy.
*This poem was written as a back forth between myself and an old girlfriend through text messages. I finally took the time to write it all on the computer.
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