#physicalcontact
Of all the anger
and hurt and pain
I am left with
Nothing but a mere memory
Nothing but two bare bodies
lost deep in understanding
each other's pieces
and muffled laughter and
glee kept hidden
as to not overthink
each carress
and fond eyes looking back
and trembling hands
touching so soft
barely there
Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 12:43 PM UTC
When I saw
the look on your face
talking about the past
the hurt, the last humiliation
your anger and disgust
suppressed by layers
of years and self-aggretion
I felt it in me
the absolute, disconcerting need
to keep you
in my arms
to keep you
safe
to keep you
warm and kind
Because I can't stop picturing
the look on your face
when I keep you
embraced
Apr 1, 2021
Apr 1, 2021 at 5:05 AM UTC
With ease
my skin feels yours
and scars meet soft kisses
of red lips bruised
by whispered words
of love so strong
it bruised our hearts too.
Even time stills
to allow our hands to connect
and lock a promise
I'd repeat forever again.
The moon watches over us
in this fragile moment
filled with nothing but
our vulnerability.
A present
An offering
To you, my love
As we melt
in this everlasting fraction
of Time that's only ours.
Your eyes shining with
more than my troubled
awkard simple words
could ever dare to explain.
Ineffable is your elegance when
your velvet touch
makes me shiver.
Gives me peace.
A warmth you gift to me
with such strenght from
snapping all the ties
keeping you in a dark dungeon
full of voices, neither yours nor mine.
But it's fine my love,
We can bring down
all your walls
with nothing more
than our passion.
Dec 12, 2020
Dec 12, 2020 at 1:26 PM UTC
Frozen and numb,
Unable to comprehend the next move,
Everything moves in slow motion.
Suffocating on air,
Words clogged up, unable to break free.
Her elegant hair sprawled across,
The surface of my thigh.
She had such a gentle smile.
Oh, how at peace she was.
As each breath of hers was precise,
My was ragged and silent,
As I kept my gaze straight but my thigh burned.
As her muscles were relaxed,
My spasmed and tensed, like her violins strings.
I was hyper-aware, senses buzzing,
As she allowed hers to be silent.
She was in a delightful harmony,
While I yearned for the thing that came to her so easily.
Everything hurt and I was drowning,
Her solid form was more of an anchor,
To help me sink in my own sea.
I was caged, and she felt like debris blocking me in.
Her touch was overwhelming, though she never knew this,
So hush hush, don’t tell her,
Despite you wanting to beg with tears streaming down,
You keep yourself restrained even though your disintegrating.
Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 6:58 PM UTC