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#lotion
baby give me some more of that baby— lotion. i want some more of that baby— lotion. you’re the best i’ve ever had you’re the best baby— lotion i’ve ever rubbed on. give me every last drop of yourself— baby .
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Aug 28, 2021
Aug 28, 2021 at 2:16 PM UTC
lotion
Pigs wallow in mud. It is like Suntan lotion, for their tender skin.
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Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
(HAIKU)...~PIGS~
you know what's creepy about humpty dumpty? they never said it was an egg don't you dare sounds normal, but do not you dare sounds weird envelopes are strange. its like here's a paper wrapped in paper that i sealed with my saliva butter is food lotion when you wait for the waiter you are the waiter How much pain do I have go though until giving up is okay?
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Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 10:37 PM UTC
darkness questions
I itch and itch everyday I scratch and scratch but it won't go away What causes it I'm not so sure I just wish there was a cure It could be the bugs in my bed Or maybe it's all in my head I tried pills I tried lotions I've even tried homemade potions All the doctors say that I'm insane All they want to do is study my brain I went home and started to cry I guess I'll itch till the day I die
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Jul 8, 2018
Jul 8, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
This Itching
i have cravings for you midday, i make my trip from my brooklyn brownstone to purchase you, a woman with a chip in her tooth and a painted-lip manicure hands you to me i treasure you, feel your weight between thumb and forefinger, stashed in my bones like the ocean you were born from i hold your on my way outside, look down the street in awe because in this city everything shines and when you peel back the layers of skin it's curious, what a mistake a body could make
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Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 11:00 PM UTC
creme de la mer
Soft sand and hot beaches, Wild winds and beach ***** Towels and sun tan lotions. A little girl as old as six, Kicking up broken shells and sticks. Wind-blown sand ripped across her bare ankles, Hair a mess, Full of tangles. Squishing sand between little toes, Little miss curious with cheeks of rose. A toothy grin turned up to the sun, Laughter ringing through the crowd, A mother calling out, "Go have fun!" Long dark hair bouncing through the crowd, Skipping back to the shore, Smiling faces all around. Suppressed memories of a little girl the age of six, Something remembered, A mind to fix.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 9:36 PM UTC
Squishy Sand
It was 4am and Bill bit me My two arms soar and itchy, I awoke in discomfort which quickly turned into anxiety and anger Scratching to ease my pain which temporary ceased Thoughts of my life, work and my insecurities burned to my attention God **** Bill! I sighed, he's awaked my anxieties too early Seething now, feeling redder and redder I wondered why Bill didn't let me be Id had enough and got up to apply some lotion Slowly my pain began to soothe and I drifted away Awake now at 9am Somewhat calmer, my insecurities still present but other thoughts present too I ponder on what lotions I can use
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 3:55 AM UTC
What's your lotion?