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Luna Quinn Sep 2015
it's been around ten months since:

1. our last moments of conversation.
2. the last time I'd wait, eager for love clarification.
3. one last glance at the love of my life.
4. I'm sorry I haven't gotten you out of my head.
5. you smelled like cigarettes & lust.
6. true love is something I can't forget.
7. nothing compares to your eyes.
8. I certainly wish you'd take me back.
9. hoping the memories rock your bed.
10. months since I left your heart, I cry.
Luna Quinn Oct 2015
I'm alive as much as the next person,
although talk is cheap to explain this.

thick & thin, my caramel skin is the same,
cold easily, sometimes warm,
lately it's been a mix of both.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
calculated to the bone,
weak knees like a princess,
but a queen of hearts.

I am a ******, deep-minded soul of a spirit,
and unknowingly aware of it.

you can break a mirror, scar it for life,
but you can't break a lost woman,
she knows the bridge.
Luna Quinn Aug 2015
champagne tears fall in my glass for you,
I can hear myself running out of breath momentarily,
seeking peace in the false clarity that clouds my head,
the ghost of you; it remains in my broken mind.

poured myself a drink of dead love,
it took one shot of bad love to make me write,
put the romance to bed,
funeral for the lust,
not even death will make me stop,
I'm a mess for your heart.

drunken words, honest thoughts,
you're the subject no matter which.

masochistic, fragile-cryptic-
messages of deep thought,
love feels like a sinful need,
when you're so far from my heart.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
maybe I'm out of my mind or you're lacking one,
perhaps we're both caught in the moment,
insanity brings the worst out of both of us,
let's just admit defeat & lay it to bed,
before I mess with the bullet.

I'm confident we're both lost for words.
Luna Quinn May 2016
it's not of the physical,
more of the body language
fingers through hair, heart to heart,
resuscitation of love.

attached are the features we crave
to know skin-deep,
from the morning eyes
to darkest clouds
upon us.

I found what I sought to
go beyond for,
all in the hands of
my beloved.
Luna Quinn Aug 2015
wilted petals on,
your bookcase,
perfume fills the-
room like the echo,
melodies play as you enter,
almost out of breath,
loved to death.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
blank kisses of no expression,
wicked thrills & lacking translation,
a smoke full of glory and passionate mist,
a half-hearted I love you with a hint of disgust.
Luna Quinn Oct 2015
I beg of you, shallow man, vain girl,
since when is attraction only seen?

can't you see the passion of someone's heart,
or the lack of selfishness in his gentle eyes?

a beautiful face, in time it will fade,
but a heart of gold, will stand the test of life,
more than cashmere words & silky lies.

I beg of you, love of mine, oh sweet divine,
since when do I not shine like stars in your eyes?

can't you see the kindness within my heart,
or the willingness to love you unconditionally,
whether in sight or blind?

a beautiful appearance can soon be faded,
but a love deep like the ocean cannot be seen,
yet it can be felt in the depths of your heart.

think of this before you break my heart,
and before you think of loving someone else.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
erasing you from my head is the hardest task.
I could wash my skin with rubbing alcohol,
and burn my eyes with chemical bleach,
you'd still be in my bluntly put dreams.

wash out my mouth with soap, cut my silk
wounds to bits, I will always love you,
even in death and holy eternity.

true love is exactly this; devotion until broke.
trying to post more.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
I took a deep breath as you walked on by,
my emotions continued to collide like the street signs.
I'll get lost and find comfort in broken zones,
these echoes of lonely I'll call my home.
can't forgive a touch so cold & mean,
can't touch a soul of empty words,
I seek comfort in truth until I perish to dust.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
you consumed my brain, took a bullet for me,
I slipped into a coma of bliss & now I paid the price,
ticking times are pulling me close,
intoxicate me with your building lust,
let me be your departed, non broken-hearted,
you're the poison on my lips,
the alcohol in my glass,
got your name up in lights,
the one who sets me off.
Luna Quinn May 2016
there's no greater feeling than love
if only it wasn't so unrequited.
Luna Quinn May 2016
your empty eyes tell me to be-
cautious in currently present time,
I feel your pain and it's mine too,
broken mind and darkened soul,
would give my heart to save yours.
Luna Quinn Apr 2016
Desire runs in constellation for you,
like the stars explore the galaxy.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
wrapped in temptation's trap, I hear myself step,
I seem to fall heavy under your kiss.
imagine us, sheet covers & coffee at 4AM plus.
intoxicated madness, I'm in love with your crazy,
take me into your fortress of seductive dusk.
one woman lust for another of my kind,
I want you to be mine, take my hand.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
it's not about your silky touch of gold,
or what draws me to your world,
I can only begin to imagine that.

I guess I'm obsessed, drawn by the madness,
of which I am indebted.

but you're a sinner,
wholehearted winner,
the one who stole my heart,
not to mention the apple of the ripe,
I am forever truly eager for a bite.

I can't help but find myself lost in depth,
of your deep blue eyes & ocean-like soul.
Luna Quinn Aug 2015
locking hands and picking fights with each other's heart
that's when you see that the love is alight

when the arguments turn into awkward silences
then you realize the love's about to die

there's no more picking little fights & your fingers through my hair
a lack of smiles, an increase of tears across my cheek

you know it's about to die, when the passion fades
there's no spark to keep us in sync
the smile you get when you hear my name
it's now replaced with endless doubt

the smile I got when I loved you
it faded away when you started loving
and putting your love into someone's else heart.
sq.
Luna Quinn May 2016
sq.
I'm *******, squared, almost times a hundred,
not over you, but I am trying to make the best of it,
don't hate me for it, I'll adore you until my last breath.

friends at the start, hugged my computer a thousand times,
I wrote you a million poems for the remainder of our time,
never wanted to fall, but I crumbled from your voice,
simply can't deny this, it was the ultimate kind of love.

if you bit into my heart, I'd take your poison willingly,
I think so fondly of you, I just wish that you could love me too.
you're the love of my life and I will always love you.
Luna Quinn Sep 2015
comfort and tangle me into your web of histories,
cover me in the sheets of truth's lies & insanity.
Luna Quinn Apr 2016
touched by your weakness,
flattered by the nature
love is a weapon, but
use it with caution.

your fire is deadly, yet so is water
I'm drowning in tide waves
crashing to the surface

hands on heart, falling, teardrops burn
like ashes on a fresh wound
the battle isn't over for the weakest
but even the strong are facing the madness

I've battled for you until my eyes said enough
my heart was an ocean for your broken promises
I won't ask for another chance at the happy
that ship has already sailed.
more to follow.
Luna Quinn May 2016
I have mastered the art of the unrequited.
flowers inside me blossom at the sound of you,

I hear the echo of footsteps inside my heart
and how beautifully tragic it sounds,

how it beats for the ghost in
my aching heart.
romanticizing the hell out of pain. I write deeper that way.
Luna Quinn Oct 2015
I'm the problem in your sight, I'm the weakness in your knees,
I'm the chain horror in your glass and the poison in your tea.

the mystery within soul, the locked-away heart, the smoking gun,
that hides between your hands, the memories follow you into dark.
Luna Quinn Sep 2018
fatal kisses,
& ego trips.


holding hands,
but cutting ties.


longing for control,
yet, with hungry eyes.


insatiable thirst,
for breaking hearts.
hi.
Luna Quinn Oct 2015
I haven't touched a drop in months,
alcohol was the least of my problems though.

bullet-cut habits and finely made shoes,
those were the days of youth.
Luna Quinn Oct 2015
lies are so pretty, I fall each time as hard,
your words are cheap but I appreciate each one,
simply because I adore your wicked smile.

either you're Satan in disguise or the mighty God of love,
because I'm falling under way too fast.
Luna Quinn Aug 2015
that** book you never read the ending of,
or even if the last page was read,
it was a cliff-hanger of myth.

that desire to call, but you were too afraid,
despite the constant need to redeem yourself,
it was almost too tense for your heart.

that kiss you never attempted to place on lips,
those lips now haunt you for eternal life,
it was & still is a bold mistake.

that ''I love you'' you never could speak of,
out of fear of rejection & bitter truths,
it was your greatest mistake of all.

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