#refused
I took care to leave my heart home
I came over to your place
Stuffed with naive harmless thoughts
Were soon to be replaced
Your mind focused on one thing
You didn't let it show
You were a perfect gentleman
Letting tension grow
I bit lip with nervous teeth
You let me play song after song
Waited hours to make a move
Wondered what took you so long
I took care to leave emotions behind
Set on resisting temptation
Soon as we found ourselves alone together
Couldn't stop at just flirtation
You said
"No harm in cuddling"
I cannot put the blame on you
I am the one who nodded in agreement
Put arms around your body too
My poor senses never stood a chance
Never saw our collision coming
Forgot to release frustration prior
To seduction ended up succumbing
My mouth missed texture of flesh
Salty taste of skin
Had no idea how sweet the rush would be
Intoxicating adrenaline
It has been several months with no pleasure
Physical or otherwise
Out of the blue you appear
Was not ready for that surprise
Now you keep entering my skull
Throughout the day
Took care to leave my feelings at my house
Lust refused to stay
Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 4:07 AM UTC
I took my pen
And I wrote something
Something they will understand
Because of the simple language
I chose.
People of the different age
They will understand.
They tried
to give me penny
I refused.
They tried
to give me
their own pen,
i STILL refused.
They finally decided
To take my pen,
With their power
They said
Nothing is left to be written.
Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 11:46 AM UTC
sadness took my hand
and refused to let go.
I couldn't stop shivering,
and she was the reason why.
I acknowledged her words
then told her, "it's not you, it's me,"
let go of her hand, and felt warm again.
Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 4:13 PM UTC
We're never truly lost
and this won't last forever
it just takes a little time
to put things back together
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 9:07 PM UTC
I am British,
But I don’t feel English.
I’ve lived in France for manny years,
But I don’t feel French.
I have traveled to different places,
I can’t seem to find my home.
The truth is,
I do know where it is.
It’s all around me,
Everywhere I go.
The world is my house.
We are all from the same place,
We are all worth the same.
Why does my nationality confines me?
Why does it define me?
To explore the rooms in my house,
I have to ask for permission to enter.
I can’t stay in my kitchen,
As I have be cooking for to long.
I can’t return to my garden,
As I have already been there twice.
I am waiting to see my living room,
But I am still being refused.
I am stuck in my bedroom,
But I want to change rooms.
Stop telling me to go back home.
This is my country,
This is your country,
This is our country.
We should all have the right,
Equally to explore our house,
Without being refused.
By
Coco 07
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 4:13 AM UTC
He says Gay in its colloquial
A language broke - n
By its or - igin creates
A world where only words describe
The gap between where lives lie
Why would I call you friend if it kills me?
-- too ******* scared of loneliness.
In return, my vocabulary
-- guess identity isn't too much to lose.
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 3:26 AM UTC
Some people are blinded by lies, but most people refused to see the truth.
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 6:57 AM UTC