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midnight prague Jan 2011
the way it feels when your eyes role back
the way it feels when salt turns into sugar
a stillness is born between two fires
burning and feeding off of eachother somwhere
in a forest of raven
the clouds die and give birth above us
every second, something has a beating heart
somewhere very close to me
somewhere there is a child emiting a smile
for the first time
and his mother becomes weak inside
somwhere there is a woman giving birth
to a genius an energy permanently marking the world
I, with these hands
have found profound use
I with this heart have witnessed much abuse
I with this soul soak that thread which ties burdens
so that its knots unravel and become loose
and I hold onto lifes energy
I bring it into my body, and with my mind
I begin to ******
attract thoughts of nothing but a bliss
and calm auroa
and when I lay naked on nature herself
you see its these poems that I produce
when I speak and say I need nothing more
than her love and she is always there waiting
for me in every tree
in every bee
oh how I miss you in these cities awfully
in every flower
rot the superficiality and give me that
natural power
that speaks history and wisedom
through different levels of silence
life it seems to me sometimes
has lost its balance
and so from that ignorance we must distance
kiss the wind and see that in simplicity
is where lives true brilliance
midnight prague Nov 2010
sounds from the neck pollute the air
as I fall between ripples of warm skin
lint grazes me
as you smile to my ear
speak to me in your souls language so my soul can hear
down my chest falls a tear

its overwhelming

everything you are is now mine
in a world that falls like water paint on thin paper we dine

and whats mine is yours
connecting in more ways than one, as does the ground when the sky pours
hours immense into something that should reach darkness outside this earth

Im almost captivated by too much

grant me the company of true energy
I am falling hot in this abyss of your sacred thoughts revealing themselves to me through touch
and silent conversation
an auroa so tender it should be painted
driving me to the end of a feeling, irresistable
speechless breathless and naked
Anthony Moore Jun 2010
Everyday I see you
And everyday I hug you
I just wish that every day
I could tell you I love you
So I dont in fear
That one day you'll walk away
And leave me like all the rest
And my broken heart will be filled with sorrow
And insanity will settle in tomorrow
So everyday I just call you my friend
Sitting across from you daydreaming
Looking at the auroa gleaming
From your flawless beauty
You see me staring at you
And faintly smile, wink, and blow a kiss
I smirk and kiss the air
You giggle cause you were kidding
And you think I am too
As to not reveal my true feelings
I giggle along with you
Even though it hurts to not tell you
And every time we play like that
It feels like your killing me
Cause my pain you dont see
I just wish I could let you know
How I feel about you
Only if you felt the same
Right when I'm about to tell you
Into my life she came
A girl that can give me anything
A girl that has everything
Now once again I'm stuck
Caught in a tug-a-war of emotions
And in a waterfall of love
And still I dont know what to do...
Anthony J. Alexander 2005
Trevor Coon Sep 2013
My friends tell me you're all I speak of
How could I not
You have a natural beauty about you
Iradiant of something I cannot lay words on
An auroa is the closest word I can touch
I gravitate towards you since we met
Everytime in the same room
It seems we find each other
To this connection we share
Such ease of communication
It seems a constant debate but this is what I love
The ever swinging pros and cons of conversation
That sly smile
Those blue green eyes break down these dishonest walls Ive built
It coaxes an honesty from me no one but you has seen
How could I be untruthful with such truth in beauty sitting across from me.
Steven Boston Aug 2021
Sweet smelling nectar floats fervently
Its auroa encompasses our aching beat
as our branches intertwine our rosey clarity
everlasting binding forged for two
grafted upon a ray of serene beams

her emerald gaze pierces my scarlet thread
spilling secrets never told
intoxicating vivid vivacious veil
falls with its spells attached
roaming the shores of fragrant forever

to be yours
to be known
to be loved
beauty
itself

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