"conjointly" poems
to those times we layed together
side by side and serene
savouring the presence of one another
my head at ease in your chest
hand-in-hand feet all tangled up
comfortably within your longing caress
my bare skin against yours
shyly but surely
and i could not ask for more
to those times shared with our passion
filled with adoration and lust
and yearning for the true thing just lovelorn
they said we were mistaken
they said we were too young
but how would they know if we still haven't
yes we were out of our mind
and yes we were craving
intertwined inseparable and maybe even blind
labelled as silly as can be
but if love meant wacky to them
then we might've been just beyond crazy
to those times we bonded
all my dilemmas all my burdens
seemed to be all mended
for all my sorrows all my hardships
you gave nothing but strength
and took care of every little bits
laughed away our pains
smoked away our lives
in a sense shared the same brain
compatible within our sanity
understood and in relation
and likewise within our irregularity
to those times we've fought not each other
strong willing and dedicated
we fought together
to stop our melancholic thoughts
love and live in tranquility
and prevail with all our worth
to those moments that we were one
together or conjointly or in unison
we were intoxicated and infatuated
can't you remember, my dearly beloved?
-djs
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 8:10 PM UTC
Faithful, loyal
so I dont even frown when she wants to share my spoils
we wrapped together coils
vent our frustrations in the heat of the moment..boil
and we grow collectively, happiness is fertilized..soil
good girls come one outta dozen
I mean you a dime but I'm searchin for the diamond under the roughest
Treasure discovered, gotta cuff it, before someone notices...busted
Adore you even if you were disabled..crutches
Shower you in your desire til you exhausted..like enough is, enough its, enough then
We conjointly, as one, mutually, collaberately are in unision
heart shaped footprints invade the trail we left behind
romantically they were found side by side
like notes that synchronically rhyme
or soda mixed with lemon lime, obey your thirst...sprite
hugs on latex...tight
she gasped at the blue box I presented..love it or like?
She showed me which it was that night
leading me to believe I love her...and everything she do I like
you thinkin her vagina's the best...but she's lovin my pipe
we burned some calories do I make myself Crystal Clear...light
Always askin for facetime...skype
so many emotions she's conformed me into a writer...type
outside voices doubting, but we stay hand in hand...spite
kisses that give butterflies, our bodies aviate...flight
My eternal future..wife
Keep the good times rolling...no strife
When it comes to leaving her there's no maybe or might
or baby i'll be back when the sun is in sight
its a no brainer..no subliminal fight
like why would i have left..when you turned me on, right?
©:Khyyom Harris September 2011
Sep 14, 2011
Sep 14, 2011 at 2:48 PM UTC
Sitting in wait in a silent room,
glaring at a bright screen alone,
Wondering will you return my message?
I've always longed for what you hide,
even the things that have haunted you inside,
we're family after all; I could forgive your secrets.
Rummaging for a name never heard before,
maybe what you know will make us sore,
break our hearts in two or more,
so maybe it's a good idea you leave it vacant,
delete it all and don't call,
do what you have done best,
and just let me fall,
I’ve come to learn how to pick up the pieces.
However, there’s someone who’s always been conjointly alike,
Never been a doubt I couldn’t count on her time,
I fear the day she sheds her skin,
For that day we lose a mixture of strength and compassion,
For that woman is mother and father,
For she the hybrid we see all too often,
that can't be replaced by your presence belatedly,
for after she’s gone,
even if I had what was left of your absence,
she you could never replace,
because she knew from the start,
what had significance right away.
Jul 18, 2019
Jul 18, 2019 at 2:00 PM UTC