#softlips
Kiss me goodnight
with your
soft, addicting
lips.
Caress my hand
with your thumb
while the rest
of our fingers
are intertwined
and holding
tightly
like our hands
are sewed together
and we’ll never be able to
let go.
Forget the blankets,
and let’s enjoy
the warmth from
our bodies
pressing up against
each other’s
smooth skin.
Let’s lay in the dark
at 1am,
and tell each other
all the skeletons we have
in the closet.
Or why
your parents
aren’t together anymore,
what
your biggest fear is,
or about a night
you drank yourself into
oblivion.
Tell me all the
crazy stories
about you
and
your childhood best friend
causing chaos.
Hold me tighter
in your arms
as our talking ends,
and
I’ll fall asleep
to you
gently playing
with my hair.
Kiss me goodmorning
with your
soft, addicting
lips.
Tell me how beautiful
my eyes look
in the sunlight
beaming through
the window.
Lay with me,
for a few
more moments
so I don’t have to
leave
your arms
that never stopped
holding me
through the night.
Laugh with me,
so I can get
addicted
to a sound
I’ll never get
sick of hearing.
Let the words
“I love you”
pour out of your
mouth,
like the waterfall
that pours
out of me
when you
make me
reach my ******
Have me
get attached
to every part of you.
Love me,
and
never step away.
A.R
Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC
You expect it like it’s easy for me to open up like it’s easy to open up a bottle of water.
You assume it’s like drinking from a bottle with full throttle.
You suspect it’s like easy to learn the A B C’s, but I disagree.
In fact, let me tell you something it’s harder than you think.
So please sit down on the counter near the sink and listen to me scream because this isn’t a dream.
I am like a brick wall and trust me there tall.
It takes a lot for me to break them down.
You would have to a clown to think it’s easy for me to say how I feel and honey there’s a lot to heal.
I’ve been through the worst.
Sometimes I feel like I will burst like a volcano in Hawaii thirsty for the taste of the sea.
I’ve been bruised and beat to the ground and cried myself to sleep without one bit of a sound.
In the same way, as I felt like I was nothing else but a lost toy.
My heart was crushed by one certain boy ever since then, my walls have built taller than ever before.
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 12:21 PM UTC