#goosebumps
Through every shadow, every light,
You are the pulse within the night.
The world may spin and seasons flee,
But you remain the earth to me.
Oh! My dear, you are near every year,
The steady hand that calms my fear.
In every breath and every line,
I’m grateful that your heart is mine.
No matter where the road may bend,
You are my start, you are my end.
A love so deep, a bond so true,
My every "always" leads to you.
Oh! My dear, you are near every year.
Oh! My dear, you are near every year.
Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 8:24 AM UTC
Touch
A heightening of senses
Touch
Bristling beneath it
Horripilation
Sweeping up bodies -
From the Latin, horrere pilus,
"to bristle" + "hair" -
The most delicious
Can be the most poisonous
Exploding with each
Touch
Anticipation erupts
Touch
At the very thought
Of such delicious fruit
Touch
May 16, 2023
May 16, 2023 at 11:21 AM UTC
It’s those goosebumps
From your sweet and soft kisses
In my neck
Which make
Every cell of my body
Feel so alive
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 9:40 AM UTC
hello stranger
I saw you looking at me
eyes opened up wide,
but what do you hide?
it was just a second.
cute smile. brown skin.
I like your style. you’re just my type.
wanna hang out?
let’s go for dinner,
we would be cute together, no doubt.
or are you a sinner?
oops… too late..
probably never gonna see you again
what a shame, man.
God **** it.
at least to my imagination there’s no limit…
- gio, 18.07.2019
Mar 21, 2020
Mar 21, 2020 at 12:21 PM UTC
Arms still raise goosebumps
Though your stare I often see
Paralyzing blues
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 4:18 PM UTC
dark purple
under my eyes
tired
not a surprise
goosebumps
i wish i was warm
hopefully
i'll get swallowed by the swarm
i've been deprived
of sleep at night
i've been deprived
of you holding me tight
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 10:43 AM UTC
I want to feel each rain drop
As it hits my skin
the goosebumps pop up
one by one
faster
until every hair
is standing on end
arms outstretched
letting every droplet
have a chance at its destiny
as the water drips down my body
until it falls to the ground
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 6:08 AM UTC
I am drawn to him
in the way
I don't understand.
I don't need to see him.
His voice only gives me
goosebumps.
And now I can handle the pain.
It's his voice in my head
Reminding me of how long
I've handled it,
that haunts me.
My heart hears nothing but
audible gold from his mouth.
So now I know
that I don't need much
from my life.
Just need to hear his voice;
sometimes.
A Fragment of happiness
in my life.
Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 6:06 PM UTC
Goosebumps
D e c o r a t e
my
S k i n
cause
I get so
C o l d
when im
C r y i n g
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 11:58 AM UTC
Everytime I see people kiss there’s an explosion in my heart that mimics the feeling of when your lips hit mine.
A sweet collision breaking through any premeditated resistance, I feel power in your breath, Intertwining, flowing into and out of my own. Not taking from, not adding too, but existing with.
So when I tell you “you take my breath away” understand what I really mean,
when we kiss I can feel god.
When we kiss my spirit jumps for joy and gets so excited he slips right out my nostrils and sits on the ceiling
When we kiss seconds get longer, I can see sounds, hear color, and the goose bumps on your skin just feel like love notes.
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
Little spiders crawl on me as I try to
sleep. But I pay them no mind. They’ve
wandered around here for years,
claiming their deserved space, though
I’m sure they’ve been around long
before I moved in. I used to freak out
as their tiny legs made the trek across
one shoulder to the next and down my
arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. It
was like a muzzle ****** to the back
of my head, or the first time soft,
caring fingers made their way across
my undressed skin. But now I could not
care less. These little ******* are
now my friendly acquaintances, and
they crawl around all they want.
-
by Aleksander Mielnikow
Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 2:16 PM UTC
Let my electric hands light up
Your incandescent body.
Head
to
toe.
Goosebumps on your skin.
We could blind the whole
New York City.
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 6:35 AM UTC
my hand writing isn’t flowing
curving cursive
like a finger teasing down your spine
it’s rough
like the goosebumps
i wish i gave you
i want to decipher the brail on your arms
but i am not bold enough to touch you
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 5:40 PM UTC
Do you ever feel asthmatic?
Not in a physical way but a mental one.
Like the lungs of your heart are bursting with air but you still can't breathe.
Like you have a lot to say but no words to put it in.
Like you want to pull your hair and scratch your skin but all you can do is stare.
Do you clench your fists hard then? And grit your teeth harder?
Do you feel your eyes popping out of their sockets?
Do you get goosebumps then?
Because, I do.
Almost too often.
(M.I.)
Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 3:14 AM UTC
You laced me with your touch.
It lingers in my goosebumps
just waiting for the excuse to rise again
to see you rise
--
thats when I feel the most wanted
Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 2:40 AM UTC
Vehemence ebbed out,
Soft rain whispers sweet nothings;
Earth in goosebumps!
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 4:21 AM UTC
The way that you look at me
Takes my breath away
It feels extraterrestrial
From another dimension
As if I’m living another being’s life.
The way that you look at me
Lights me up like kerosine
While simultaneously freezing my body into goosebumps.
The way that you look at me
Make me look at myself differently;
I love me more in loving you
I love me more in you loving me.
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 4:59 PM UTC
serendipity is summer
laying down with
siblings long forgot
they giggle as
their bodies
brush my skin
goosebumps greet them
together we look
to the mother
and wonder
naught
if she will
keep shining,
but instead
breathe the rebirth
of heavy life
and stretch
with our grassy kin
reaching
endlessly
for her salvation
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 4:44 PM UTC
In bed (2 am)
Your fingers curl around mine
and squeeze so hard my toes tingle
writing about you is hard
and makes my chest tight.
I want to capture the breathiness of you
and the down along your
firm / soft spine
(goosebumps and all)
Turning me inside out
I can only breathe out a
thank you
and hope that three moments ahead
is present enough.
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 11:31 PM UTC
They asked me what my greatest fear was.
I thought for a moment and then it hit me.
Really hard.
I almost felt the pain of the fact itself.
The fact i could die without finding the one who makes me weak.
Weak in the most beautiful possible way.
That kind of weakness when i can't move any part of my body.
Such a weakness when the only thing you feel is tickling.
But for the moment, in the mess of my thoughts, only thing I can think of is you.
Suddenly I'm feeling numb because you could be the one.
The one who could make sure i never fear.
Because your eyes are pure stars.
And your fingers, when they touch me, freeze me to the bones.
But in spite of that I feel so alive and so infinite.
It's like that numbness gives me energy.
Isn't it ironic? Life is a paradox.
We are all made from stellar stuff.
And nuclear fusion gives us goosebumps.
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:05 AM UTC
Someone from my past was on my mind tonight, while i layed in bed.
Past twilight, which I will call midnight, I seen a figure, like a dream dip before you fade to sleep, followed by the obvious and unexplainable;
The image of two visible, yet dim eyes appearing on the inside of my closed eyelids, and vanishing.
I've been wide awake ever since.
Apparitions aren't scary.
Although, this is the first confirmed case of one choosing to
Look at me..
Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 1:31 AM UTC
I'm happy with what you have to give me
Except on these days where the hormones in my head
Riot like they forgot about tomorrow
Then my organs sink
And not only my brain can think of you
My skin spells your name in goosebumps
And the curls in my head signify the S that starts your name
The word that's always on my tongue
That made up word
That made up name
That belongs to you and will always mean
This love that devastates me always
This fever that makes me sweat out all the questions
When my immune system can't [/catch up and make up/]give the answers
as fast as it all unravels and so a lie for comfort may slip out
From between my lips
from my wallowing throat
from my nauseous stomach
where the Crohn's says I have cancer
When the dehydration strangles me,
I will be less human than you ever were
Each grain, a connection, the sand leaves me an emptier sandbag
Just one in the wall of flood prevention
Protecting a city of quivering seamonkeys
Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 2:34 PM UTC