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reverie Oct 2020
sometimes
i find no words
i find no rhyme
pouring all my hurt
in a leftover bottle of wine
reverie Sep 2020
impressing
your breath on my neck was almost distressing
a matter of life
and death
and love  
couldn’t have been more pressing

now I’m drowning
in all the memories
of our bodies
suppressing
remembering your voice
****,
I cannot stop obsessing

with the silver lining beneath my eyes
and all the skies crashing down
you, my man, my love
how could you have lost your crown

****
me
god, I really tried
I left my pride and I cried and I lied
**** me
that‘s all you ever did
held on me tightly, rightly, oh so unsightly
and yet
somehow
I still never quite sufficed

spreading my arms and my legs and my skin for your charms
just so you could know love
just so you could feel unharmed

it was all devised
our unreal fairytale
how could I have been so stupid
how could I have been so blind

jesus
*******
christ
reverie Sep 2020
all I thought
you were
all I thought
that we were,
all that could’ve been
with the line so paper thin -

now
it’s just a blur
reverie Sep 2020
when I think of you
the skies between my thighs turn all shades of pink and blue
and then my heart begins and starts
god, I don’t know, what do I do?
till all my guards and well-kept parts
melt right into your skin and through
reverie Aug 2020
without time
i discovered myself in my prettiest prime
clouds raining down flower showers
and only with you
heartbeats turn into forever hours

without touch
lingering fingers and such
physicalities straight redefined
incapacitated mind, I’m turning blind
rational thinking now staying behind


and still
without doubt
i cite one thousand whispers,
all that I‘ve vowed
all of my love
my whole being throughout
reverie Sep 2019
caught in space
with my heartbeat tumbling
infatuated with a lilac haze
luscious clouds roaring, rumbling

choking on extra sweet sugar rain
falling in love is always the same
i‘ll never be able to stray from my ways
even when my world starts crumbling
reverie Jun 2019
was there ever a cure
for this spell you put on me

air on my skin feeling wholly impure
and around my iris, floating only debris
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