#coldnights - Hello Poetry

kiss away my loneliness **** on my sadness with your lips use your hands to stroke my desperation and don't leave me till the sun comes up when I can see everything and see it's not so bad but when the cold winter night falls and loneliness creeps in with the chills come to me come in me make me feel like i'm bigger than the minuscule ant i am make me feel warmer by breathing your light into me make me forget that the dark has its secrets, just until the bed is white washed in a frost bitten morning

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Jan 4, 2018

Jan 4, 2018 at 10:33 AM UTC

katarinasourafina

Men that Aren't Good for You

kiss away my loneliness **** on my sadness with your lips use your hands to stroke my desperation and don't leave me till the sun comes up when I can see everything and see it's not so bad but when the cold winter night falls and loneliness creeps in with the chills come to me come in me make me feel like i'm bigger than the minuscule ant i am make me feel warmer by breathing your light into me make me forget that the dark has its secrets, just until the bed is white washed in a frost bitten morning

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So many cold winter nights have come and gone. But I still have a desire to feel your warmth once again. I yearn for the type of love that heals pain. I yearn for your presence in ways that I cannot explain. You are the words in my incomplete poems. You are the words I long to write. You are the poems I long to recite. These ears patiently await the whisper of love. I listened to my heart and all I could hear was you. All I could hear was you. I’ve been dreaming with my eyes open ever since I met you. I read you like the pages and chapters of a great novel that I never want to complete. You became a poem I patiently wrote without words. You’re my sunshine through the rain. You’re my love through the pain. Show me how it feels like to be whole again. Tease my mouth with just the closeness of yours. Rub your smile onto my lips. You speak as though poetry rests on the curves of your lips. You’ve got distractingly captivating curves. The kind of curves not found in cursive. These words spoken may often go unheard. These poems may often remain unread but the beauty in your smile never goes unnoticed. When you are the breeze, I can never forget to breathe. You have left traces of profound joy in my pulse and now my heart no longer beats the same. I have a hunger for love to fill the appetite of pain. I crave for your presence in ways that I cannot explain. Show me how it feels like to be whole again. I want a reality worth dreaming about. I yearn for the type of love that leaves no room for doubt. I want the beat that my heart skips to praise your beauty. So many cold winter nights have come and gone. But I still have a desire to feel your warmth once again. I yearn for the type of love that heals pain. I yearn for your presence in ways that I cannot explain. You are the words in my incomplete poems. You are the words I long to write. You are the poems I long to recite. These ears patiently await the whisper of love. I listened to my heart and all I could hear was you. All I could hear was you.

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Apr 15, 2015

Apr 15, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC

kaleidoscope-prhyme

Cold Winter Nights

So many cold winter nights have come and gone. But I still have a desire to feel your warmth once again. I yearn for the type of love that heals pain. I yearn for your presence in ways that I cannot explain. You are the words in my incomplete poems. You are the words I long to write. You are the poems I long to recite. These ears patiently await the whisper of love. I listened to my heart and all I could hear was you. All I could hear was you. I’ve been dreaming with my eyes open ever since I met you. I read you like the pages and chapters of a great novel that I never want to complete. You became a poem I patiently wrote without words. You’re my sunshine through the rain. You’re my love through the pain. Show me how it feels like to be whole again. Tease my mouth with just the closeness of yours. Rub your smile onto my lips. You speak as though poetry rests on the curves of your lips. You’ve got distractingly captivating curves. The kind of curves not found in cursive. These words spoken may often go unheard. These poems may often remain unread but the beauty in your smile never goes unnoticed. When you are the breeze, I can never forget to breathe. You have left traces of profound joy in my pulse and now my heart no longer beats the same. I have a hunger for love to fill the appetite of pain. I crave for your presence in ways that I cannot explain. Show me how it feels like to be whole again. I want a reality worth dreaming about. I yearn for the type of love that leaves no room for doubt. I want the beat that my heart skips to praise your beauty. So many cold winter nights have come and gone. But I still have a desire to feel your warmth once again. I yearn for the type of love that heals pain. I yearn for your presence in ways that I cannot explain. You are the words in my incomplete poems. You are the words I long to write. You are the poems I long to recite. These ears patiently await the whisper of love. I listened to my heart and all I could hear was you. All I could hear was you.

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Tossing and turning I keep myself up. For emptyness takes over my bed. Wrapped in blankets I cant seem to find that warmth I seem to ones had. Missing her touch and kisses that warmed me right up. After a few minutes blankets arent needed, for she fills me with love,wraps me right up,and puts me to bed.good night.

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Sep 2, 2014

Sep 2, 2014 at 3:27 AM UTC

jose-valdovinos

Go to bed

Tossing and turning I keep myself up. For emptyness takes over my bed. Wrapped in blankets I cant seem to find that warmth I seem to ones had. Missing her touch and kisses that warmed me right up. After a few minutes blankets arent needed, for she fills me with love,wraps me right up,and puts me to bed.good night.

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