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 Sep 2015 Tyla grey
Anne
You whisper the words,
I hold them inside my being.
My heart explodes,
For the meaning.
Meaning,
Of love.
To hear those words,
Spoken from your lips,
Those words,
Meant to touch my soul.
They travel through my ears,
Down to my heart,
Warming my body on their way.

" I'm  in  love  with  you "

Those simple words you say.
Create in me,

E l e c t r i c i t y .
I spoke to him tonight.
I am alive.
-Anne
 Sep 2015 Tyla grey
Love
You see
A person only truly falls in love
Once in their life time
And once that time is used up
There is no more.
You can lie to yourself
And to others
But if you were truly in love with them
That love cannot be undone.
I am in love.
A love that won't go away
With my best friend.
I fell off
The bridge of love
And into the waters
Where he followed
But his love came with strings attached
A bungee
And he jumped back up
And left me sitting there in the waters
While he's up on the bridge
Calling me up there
While I'm wishing him down here
And I have no bungee.
It's a mess.
I slid between the days
Hid the unseen ways
I touched your face
A rushed embrace

All that I'm here left with
Is to fall for the theft this
Is not worth goodbye
It's a shot to the sky

Flying with no trail
Falling without sails
No burst of light
Just Goodbye
Falling into this
Calling the abyss
Looking for light
Just goodbye

Time slips like rain
Time grips like pain
I can't close my eyes
I chose the lies

That maybe this won't last
Baby this will pass
But lies don't stay
You've gone away

Flying with no trail
Falling without sails
No burst of light
Just Goodbye
Falling into this
Calling the abyss
Looking for light
Just goodbye

And so we glide on by we close our eyes
And say you will be missed
And the miles role by and the tears will dry
But I can only promise this.

When your flying with no trail
Falling without sails
Remember my eyes
When you said Goodbye
Falling into this
Lost in the abyss
Looking for light
Only finding goodbye.
My life lost some light.
When you said goodbye.
 Sep 2015 Tyla grey
vail joven
remember when
you would write
all your poems
about me

how you 
carelessly
would leave
your breathless
i love yous
in between
each line
like a secret
between the
two of us

hidden behind
your words
were our
held hands 
and our
stollen kisses

and your 
written art
was our love
translated
into the 
language of
the stars 

you created
a tiny universe
with every
line and curve
of every letter
and it was
paradise 

yet those 
days are 
far gone

and our
universe,
our heaven
was swallowed
whole by the 
boundless waves
of oblivion

you erased
the romance
and replaced
them with
stains of 
infinite farewells

now you
hold a pen
like its a
loaded gun
prepared to
shoot

and you
stare at 
the paper
like a
selfish god
depriving
a blank galaxy
the beauty
of constellations

and i just miss
your poetry

i feel
like i have
been evicted
from my own
home because
i lived
in your words

i found shelter
in the pages
you have filled
with your messy 
penmanship

so with 
shaky hands
and a heavy heart,
i try to recreate
the phrases
you have
written with
your heartbeat

but nothing
compares
to the image 
of our love
immortalized
in your poems
 Sep 2015 Tyla grey
C E Ford
And I would bite my tongue gladly
for just another taste of yours;
For the way my name glazed off your front tooth.
Each syllable sticking to my collarbones,
leaving red marks on both cheeks.

I want to smell the scent of your laughter.
I want to feel the waves of your sighing chest
kissing the shores of my spine.
I want, again, for you to hold the glacial angles of my jaw,
because you are the only one
who fears not
of the winter that lies beneath my lips.

And sometimes our teeth would kiss if our mouths weren't moving fast enough.
Your nails clenched into the clay spaces between my ribs,
hoping to hold on just long enough
to make an impression on me,
but I don't think you realize
how deep your divots run.

So let me carve my initials into the peaks of your shoulder blades.
Let me write poetry on your skin.
Let me cover you in the ashes of a thousand goodbyes that echo too hot to let go.

Just let me stay.
Let me stay amidst the oak and sage of your backbone.
Let me stay nestled inbetween the dusk and summer,
of what's to come and what's to be.

— The End —