#blushing
red as a tomato.
it's not hard
to turn me
into that shade of red.
but you,
you somehow make it
seem easier than
it already is.
Jan 5
Jan 5, 2026 at 9:46 AM UTC
There’s something about the look in your eyes
that sinks me deeply.
Your gaze an anchor in my chest
that’s managed to snag onto the edges
of my fluttering heart.
And with every breath, I feel you pull me down into the depths of the blood that rushes to meet the surface of my cheeks.
I can’t breathe when you look at me.
Nov 22, 2022
Nov 22, 2022 at 11:02 PM UTC
Sometimes words are weapons
Add an s or a certain order and
They will cut to the bone,
Eviscerate a bowel,
Destroy a dream,
End a life,
Break a lovelorn heart
Other times sans s fronted
They caress a weary cheek,
Lift up a tired soul
And reassure a faltered
Dream that its time
Too will come to
Faultless fruition
We speak thousands of words
Every day of our lives
Without thought,
And spoken they come
With added edges and jagged spurs
Of intonation, tone,
Expression
Or with balm for healing,
Warmth for the cold
Respite for the bewildered
Mind and soul
Lifting up repairing all
And making good
On harm
But beware the poem
Most of all! for it
Is a fearsome trap
For the unready author
Who writhes upon the created flow
Struck from their own verse
Read well by another,
For poems tell our truth
Warts and all,
And like singing lay us bare
To critic judge and common herd,
Who hear, absorb
And find us whole and
Nowhere left to hide,
We are forced to face
Reaction,
Reaction to our souls and hearts
Captured upon a pen's point,
Pinned to a board or a page
And read aloud
Where all can see
And what do you hear?
What do you see?
My God you see
The real and naked,,
The one and only,
Me.....
Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 8:43 AM UTC
With the racing heartbeat
And the closed eye..!!
I was ready to give up the whole world of mine,
To someone... waiting for me on the aisle
Little did I know him and a lot to explore,
On journey ahead lies..!!
Eyes meet & result in a glorious smile,
Yes...!! everyone around cheered and
The expectations got high..!!
A lot waiting in the future and a lot I am going to say goodbye,
Giving me up to him, he tries his tears to be hide
Well it is a beautiful day since I am my groom's bride..!!
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 7:46 AM UTC
Advisers, confidants, close friends,
hear my beckoning.
So betrothed to the game i'm wondering
if you ears are turned red
from my constant berating of facts and formula
from my phone, from my bed.
From a far away place, listing all the times I've spit last week
they're all-seeing bloodhounds
trapping me in beloved rat race
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 5:20 PM UTC
Blushing bleeds
dark against the ivory
We are here in between the hours
watching breezes
with pink flushed skin
I've felt vanity's edges
slick porcelain corners
pain is a passion
Lips tangle me in thoughts
smokey rage, sultry flesh
You hunger for what waits below
Eternity vents holy hymn
swept in between your lustful murmurs
no perfume lingers
once licked clean
I've broken the ledges
torn and slit open
rolled in lust and pain
Faking the climb
Come follow me, not far
I sing witchcraft
while blushing
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 2:03 PM UTC
by: MissPine
Confidante — that's what I am seeking.
Over a thousand tears are still falling.
Longing for what they called love.
Only time could tell how it is tough.
Rollercoaster rides of painful stuff.
Come to me, Oh Clementine!
Omniscient I may be, but I am just a teen.
Dry my eyes as well as this heart of mine.
Empty my mind from thoughts once hide.
Dream about love is just like a tide.
Confident I am in this journey called life.
Rushed imaginations end not be by knife.
Unveiling on what I always been aiming.
Stop for seconds, guess I'm still dreaming.
Hope this be the last game I'm playing.
Who is that confidante I am looking?
The 'Color-coded Crush' who I'm loving.
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 7:49 AM UTC
My eyes follow you
Unknowingly I stare
My friend breaks my attention
Asking me what I was doing,
Do I dare answer her and tell her I was staring at someone I care about deeply.
No.
So I suddenly answered nothing
But she knew and said staring at him again... looking down I said no
Embarrassed as ever,
What do I do to break that habit that is continuously there?
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 12:48 AM UTC
Have a good day!!
I'm having one.
<both started blushing>
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 2:13 AM UTC
When Cupid throws the arrow and big love is calling,
follow it, even if its roads are heavy because of fear!
Turn the silence louder, have the courage even if you're crawling,
look inside you and you will realize. You woke up, my dear!
When you love, you're wearing stormy clothes of silence,
you look up to heaven to see life in colours of the rainbow.
You forget that the world is full of nostalgia, hurt and violence,
you throw the dice to the dreams, then you can say Hello!
When you love, everything is wrapped with light white cover,
you want deeply to cleanse the sadness of its own rust.
You learn to read between the lines of the law of love, to recover
and only when you feel, you will know the mystery of lust.
When you love, even the words from the poetry are blushing
so correct me, please, if you consider that I'm wrong!
For love is not proven only by words that are rushing,
we risk everything without thinking about beeing strong.
When you love, the god's voice falls asleep in the harsh battle,
your barriers disappear into the sweet and bitter melancholy.
The sap of life flows through your veins like vows in the chapel,
and lights the fire with the sighs of sadness of the valley.
So, love the love! To learn to live again, in heaven's creation!
Get your heart in your teeth, have the power to dare!
Live, to feel the flavor of forgiveness and salvation!
Shout out loud your crazy love ... it'll be your answer to your prayer!
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 1:29 PM UTC
I'm not going to search high and low for the right words and flow
I'm simply going to say, how I'm going to play
I can't be bothered with euphemism today
I'm looking at your body and face
Aroused in the right place
You get in to my body and head
It's how you take me off to bed
I close my eyes and bite my thumb
Thinking of the journey I'm on
My thighs tense, controlled
As my hips slowly roll
The vibration between my legs
More and more intense
Back and forth
Teases, increases
Intentional delays
Quickened pace
More accurate
More urgency
Heart pounds
Thoughts bounce
Body in battle
Of holding on
Or giving in
Pleasure mounts
No longer desire
A passionate fire
Creating energy
Generously
Offering defeat
But I chose to burn
Letting it all return
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 12:52 PM UTC
Whirlwinding into a
warm, sudden updraft
last, pink, pale petals
find each other, swirling....
Blushing once,
they flutter down,
brushing the earth,
nesting back into gravity.
Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 12:11 AM UTC
You take advantage of
my tinted cheeks,
displayed desire I didn't mean
to share like the warmth that
a winter chill breaks.
I am bitten;
smitten with eyes that
don't want my heart,
just my blushing smile.
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 10:13 AM UTC
The blood circulates
Inside my cheeks, it makes me red.
How I missed the blush.
Butterfly flapping,
He tears my ribs to pieces.
Exposing the heart.
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 3:07 PM UTC
You're the person I could write ove sings about and if I could sing, if scream them to the world.
I would tell them about your sarcastic laugh and wildly outrageous humor that keeps me in shape.
I would tell them both those shady eyes that hide those feelings so easily except you can't hold them back really.
You're the person I could write sonnets about and ballads would blush when they read my words.
I would tell them bout the lips and how they made my body ache.
I would tell them about your arms and how they held stories in your tattoos.
You're the person I could easily be with the rest of my life.
Whether it was easy or hard I would be there.
Through thick and thin.
But you're just that person I keep close enough to remember that we could be something great... If only life worked that way.
Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 8:58 PM UTC
I've seen roses damasked red and white -
None art like the delight of her cheeks;
But no such Roses;
May cure the breath this mistress reaps.
There art roses by the creek,
But none shall e'er match the sheen;
That lies upon her cheeks,
My reddened Queen.
Alas, of all the Time; I have only thine -
To dedicate this rhyme; my loving crime.
Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 11:34 PM UTC
*How do you walk alongside someone with locked pinkies without having the notion of them being both your tongues or legs?
Or when a single breath can't be taken without you hoping their next exhale will be your inhale?
Maybe these locked pinkies are a promise symbol,
That we have forever to do all that.
For now,these fireflies are my shooting stars.*
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 9:16 AM UTC
I'm still so sensitive
in parts of my body
that have not been rubbed raw
by human touch
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 5:19 PM UTC
You blushed because your heart does not have an ego
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
They say the eyes are the
window to the soul,
I say looking through
can make you lose control.
Climb through to depths
you can't imagine
and you'll discover
the sunshine within,
and a love so genuine.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 3:08 PM UTC
Do I miss the days he is away
Would I come to him when he's astray
Caught when I stare
Do my cheeks start to flare
The touch of a finger
Yet never linger
Send chills down my spine
Don't you toy with my fragile heart
With a simple word, it could fall apart
You never have a clue
On what to do
Yet, I still love you anyway
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 3:40 PM UTC
Clouds cover
the delicate pinks
clear and opalescent
of a blushing sky
Electric light
over avenues
of midnight trees
Wagering
throwing dice
Moving wandering
between themes
of obscure dreams
Passing time
wondering
Waiting
for tender flesh
Barbecued pork
The curve
of a female form.
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC
I'm pretty sure
Eyes glaring
At the surface of my soul
Isn't supposed to feel
Any less like a stabbing to the heart.
But it does.
You have cupped
My burdens
In both of your hands
And sprinkled them over
The driest corners of my mind,
Watered them,
And let them grow
Slowly
Into something lovely.
I'm pretty sure
That every hiccup of an
'I miss you'
Isn't supposed to
Cause my blood
To blush warm.
But it does.
You toy with words
In the best way
Making sure each syllable
Is coated in
Silky persuasion
And I try,
Believe me, I do,
To let them sink
Into this heart,
You've called beautiful
Far too many times.
I'm pretty sure
Your lips have quivered
And tired of
Grinning encouragements
And whispering warmth
And uttering
'I love you's
But they haven't.
For this, I am pleased.
And this fluttering thing
Residing in my chest
Can't find a way out
To tell you,
To thank you.
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 5:09 AM UTC