"eachothers" poems
You said you didn't understand why we kept running back to eachother
"especially you with what i've done to you each time"
well i figured it out
We're fire
charged
I can literally feel the pull between us;
every fiber of my body
and thats why we fight-
always
always finding something to fight about
i truly think we like the fighting-
to get under eachothers skin , because we were too intense of a pair
But, in the same way
we're also fire with desire
we're electric
you bring me to life
you know my body and you know my mind
I literally crave you
*and its a ****** up cycle isn't it*
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 5:15 PM UTC
Connection
An indescribable fragment of life
A journey of finding ones split soul
To cherish and hold
And stain eahothers lips
To bruise eachothers hips
Dance under the glittering moon
Glittering just as heaven
No space,
just bones entwined amongst one another for no gap to be our solace.
Delight filling our stomachs
soft as mellow harmony
the saltiness of the ancient seas
For the warmth of love
And the love of warmth
As I touch your inner workings
I watch your powerful soul become tender
The symphonies sing
A bond of friendship, one so tenacious as vine
Our joy
In one another
For our love to last as long as the tides
We are forever a connection within us.
Our connection as sacred as the stars.
Always
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 7:07 AM UTC
dear Jackson,
i saw you again today
with her.
i was going to talk to you until she pulled you into a kiss
and so i left it to another day
dear Jackson,
i saw you again with her
but this time she was looking away
and you looking at her, and i wondered
what were you thinking about?
dear Jackson,
she wasnt with you today
so i sat next to you and you told me
you had an argument with her
so i gave my condolences and you said not to worry
dear Jackson,
you were by yourself again today but came to me
you seemed really down and so i offered you strawberry milk
you smiled, and thanked me
i know she hates strawberry milk
dear Jackson,
you were with her again today
smiling this time and laughing
she had a banana milk in her hand as did you
and so i left
dear Jackson,
i didnt see you today
i wondered where you were
as i sat on the bench
drinking my strawberry milk
dear Jackson,
she was screaming at you today and you screamed back
she stormed off leaving you alone
as you sat with head in your hands
and i drank my strawberry milk
dear Jackson,
i gave you another strawberry milk
and you thanked me with a small grin
and we sat there drinking
and enjoying eachothers company
dear Jackson,
you should smile more
it really suits you
its just a shame that today
you smiled because of her
dear Jackson,
there was a strawberry milk in your locker
and she said it was from her
and you accepted it and kissed her
forgetting she hated strawberry milk
dear Jackson,
its been 5 months since weve spoken
and i sit here every day wishing
and drinking my strawberry milk
as you smile together
i was going to talk to you,
but whats the point.
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 8:06 AM UTC
Megan
my partner in crime
my bumble bee twin
my best friend
Best friends since second grade
that's.... what 15 years now? 16?
Sleepovers at eachothers homes
Pixie stick highs and slushy brain freezes
Trips to my grandmother's,
for a Harry Potter Marathon
Rocking out to Halestorm
Daughters of Darkness through and through
Foil art doodling and reading through the night
Did I mention the trip to Walmart?
ten at night just for a loaf of bread?
Screaming at eachother, throwing punches
Calling names so bad tears start to form
Saying we're through we're done mo more friendship
two minutes later laughing stupidly together
Our favorite place, Weedamo woods,
High Rock, queens of the world
I visit those memories in my dreams
I miss my soul sister my best friend for life
I miss being able to call you up and yell
*"YO ***** come get me I need to talk."*
You're still my bestie and you always will b
This separation don't forget is only temporary.
I'll move down there soon
and together we can rec havoc once more
until then please don't forget me
I know I haven't forgotten you.
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 11:30 AM UTC
i’m sorry.
that may come as a surprise to you, i know
haven’t really spoken much lately though
haven’t really spoken a lot at all
but hey, that’s okay
i know how hard it is to make a phone call.
that’s probably why i always forget to
oh honey, no, of course it’s not you!
i’ve just been so busy lately
but when i can, i will go to my cellphone straightly
and scroll down; way down
to the numbers of people living outta town
to the numbers i would never admit
i honestly don’t give a sh!t.
i wasn’t enough back then.
do you even remember the time when...?
when, you know...
oh...silly me!
you probably not.
the time
when time turned against you and ran out the clock
the time on this fateful november night
you could see everything you didn’t do right
the time sombody decided to send me down here
just so i could feel the vain, and of course the fear
emotions you taught me all to well
when you shouldn’t even have been able to enter my so former fragile shell
a shell i never planned for you to see
let alone sit down there with you and
have a tea
i never understood why you said what you said.
and i probably never will.
wouldnt you give anything now for that abortion-pill?
i know you would, and that with certainty
i heared you say it when dicussing the cost of an university
and although it was that exact moment my heart forever broke
because you were saying it like it was a god **** joke
and although your lawyer sat there giggling
with my mother next to them,
the highest level of patience bringing
i still can’t bring myself to hate you with all my heart
at the end of the day
you and i
are eachothers lost part.
no matter how small
you somehow are
after all.
my mom still adores you, and i guess that’s okay
i can’t blame her for being some way.
what i do blame her for, and that i can’t undo
is that of all the men in the world
she had to chose you.
Love,
me
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
you keep tripping on eachothers feet
and I'm just watching, wanting to fix it all
but my solution is merely mine, not your intention
and as we dine, you look in her eyes
this is the part that I despise
and I can feel the heat, every tap, every beat
my racing heart and my ice cold glare
breaks you two, eachothers stare
you fall to pieces, the tension so strong
you know I've held on way too long
and you're just tripping on eachothers feet
so much confusion
my desire is not her solution
and you feel my cold stare, my dead eyes
breaking you in two
to think that it could have been just me and you
I crack your voice as I interject
you see me tearing
so you fall to pieces, the tension so strong
because you know I've held on way too long
and you two keep tripping on each others feet
tripping as I watch
wanting to dance into my sense of defeat
by her I've been beat
and her satisfaction now tears me
her satisfaction is what wears me
and you know I feel it, you feel it too
so then I run, grab you, and sob
and before you said goodbye
I watched you try to grab the dinner check
but your cash went short
so you only covered her meal
and I swear this mustn't be real
and by now I'm trying to hold back, no more tears
I almost did crack watching you two
this was my biggest fear
because I wanted to dance with you
or simply the clarity that this is through
Nov 1, 2010
Nov 1, 2010 at 1:37 PM UTC
*Peeped through my window , when I heard a rumble from the sky ,
smelt the Earth soaked in rain , suddenly little heart started beating fast.
Then I held the hands of my love we walked together by holding hands and our hearts melted , we kissed and tasted rain through eachothers lips.
Completely drenched in rain we held and became a single soul , exchanged our looks and instantly immersed in her ocean of love, it was in fact rain of love .*
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
Forget the onion and all its layers
thats obvious
You are undeserving for such a cliché
So I invite a different perspective
Think of a base, flour and egg kneaded together like I need you,
so dense in identical morals
Folded with mirrored ideology of future fortuity
Dipped sensually with a sauce so thick,
Thicker than blood or water,
Blended as one to create a sea of red as deep as our hearts pumping vitality
Sprinkled softly with the most palatable, mouth watering mozzarella
Each placing full of utter affection,
Long lost stares while you sit innocent to me feasting my eyes upon your moreish persona.
The only quandry we must face is whose decision that day of toppings to showcase
Who gets the chance to tease additional flavours, delicious tasters
To open eyes to attributes unseen before,
Hopes set high to electrify taste buds
Wanting the other to crave more
Ingredients brought together for a flavoursome pizza
You are my hawaiian
As i,
Your meatfeast.
Opposing trimmings
Eachothers 1st choice
One anothers perfection to quench their dying hunger
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 12:05 PM UTC
The idea of you falling for me
Not just my naked body but
Also my emotions too I must
Tell you that I love you for who
You are you......the idea of you falling
For me is killing me Softly
Killing me sweetly as you kiss me
Everywhere you want sensei I hold
Your hand as we make intense and
Passionate love. I aske where you come
From. You say that you are from the land
Of the rising sun. Then you kiss me in
The deepest part of me
Kissing my soul not just my womanhood
You love my scent of my body. As you
Kiss me I see a spark in your eye as we
Couple you smile gently and mischievous
I want to kiss you
I want to desire you
I want to smile with my eyes
At you
I want keep having *** with you
My loving sensei, you are falling
For me as we just fall asleep in
Eachothers arms. As I fall asleep
I heart your heartbeat
Killing my Softly
Killing me sweetly as we
Lay in eachothers arms
Our legs entwined sleeping
As I wake up you are not there
I wonder where you are
Only to see that you are sleeping
With another student. But I still
Love you. It's killing me
Softly
And painfully sweet
If only we could make love again
But I am your ***** secret that you
Are ashamed of.
Why
Are you killing me Softly
Killing sweetly
killing me slowly
But I know in my heart
That you love me only
And that you have tosave face.....
Jan 4, 2025
Jan 4, 2025 at 7:11 PM UTC
We converge like a flock of birds
Emerging from doorways and from behind trees
I can hear each of our feet shuffling among the golden red leaves
And smiles reaching our faces
As out various eyes meet
We crow eachothers names
Hugs are unevenly distributed between us
We set our things down and breathe sighs of relief
Days like these, we need one another
We are like a herd of animals, a family
It hurts to be apart for this long
We stretch out among the sunset colored leaves
Reading books and singing and laughing together
Sharing jackets and gloves,
Protection from the south Seattle winds
Our backpacks and instrument cases
Serve as seats, backs against the prison grey walls
We talk of the future, of the trips we'll take together
Of the old stories a few cobbled people know
We exchange usernames, phone numbers and passwords
We let eachother in
Our hearts become bare and we share
Until our stomachs are full
And the bell chimes 5 times automatically
We crow goodbyes and promises of other meetings
Walking off in groups of two or three
I walk in a group of 7, laughing and pushing eachother around
I have never had better friends, I think
Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 3:21 PM UTC
she turned the questions in her eyes aside
and stealing away in the quiet
of the pine forest winters day
the taste of wood smoke was tangible on the sharp cold air
and his eyes hunted the ridge crest for sing of flames
as they hurried their steps along the rough hewn track
she carried the child whos silent contemplation
showed his understandings of the gravity of this flight
the bundle of possessions on his shoulder
weighed upon his mind
counselling himself not to regret casting it all aside should need arise
the woman and child so fragile and dear to his heart
mean so much more than mere trinkets of gold
he would surrender without pause life and limb to spare them
she was a smoky version of bobby dylan
complete with winged snakes in each hand
complete with a crown of jewels
and the thousand words dance
he was a seafaring man
they reached the shore of the sea
and found the wreckage of a sailing ship
her fine line speaking clear of her swiftness
and her appointments show without shyness
that she was of the finest portugal shipyards
they spent days making her seaworthy
laying up in the harsh tropical sun
neath the palm trees drinking *** from her stores
they put to sea in the birth of the new year
singing 'goodbye spanish ladies'
the three of them on the skiff tacking up-channel
trying to determine latitude by sighting
but a fog rolls in off the coast of grande bahama
as dawn breaks
man woman and grown child
the miles and the treasures cast aside
each wore on open hearted face
but neath the weary of sea miles
was their joys in the true riches
of eachothers soft hand entwined as they sailed into
a golden dusk
of a lesser throne
a kingdom of the sea
Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 11:30 PM UTC
the unattainable girl in cotton dress with her untouched hands
her perfections body and soul are store purchased at trending boutiques
she illustrates the room into vivid colour with her casual presence
she becomes the motion in the still life drawing you live
she is the utterance of everything to be attained by dreaming
by hope
for you
the unattainable
she leads you through the broken gate
a backyard overgrown and
past the rusting skeleton of a child's swing set
night has rendered it life
and it looms large in the minds eye with terrible
wrath for its cheated years
inside the bare room
streetlight filtered by the boarded up window
sound is muffled in here
her voice strangely stagnant and heavy
as she clumsily removes her shirt
laughing a small embarrassed laugh
so unlike her cool and convincing hardcase appearance
the two of you rest a few hours cupped in eachothers arms
till daylight leeches your sleepyheads of dreams
but the tattered cover of your romance novel
is by no means a feat of strung out fairy's on a mission to condemn
they only want recompense for the time they spent wrapped in the
soiled leather sheets entertaining some middle aged naked man
and his sole desire to be pretty
she sees all this
she sits in the dry corner
eyes wide but unseeing
a song of terrors paused on her lips
the reality's of reality has not yet sunk in
but its soft spoken voice is whispering to her now
it sets its christmas card well wishes on her mantle
it lays its warm gifts on her bed
careworn toys of her bitter embraces
sit in the grey snow abandoned like her lovers
now that she found her nirvana
she will spend her days
in hard red leather and fishnet
plying the flesh pots and the mystery's exposed of naughty naughty
the unattainable girl is just a photograph now
one dimensional image of a four dimensional demon girl
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC
under the stars
we danced the last dance of the night
to some slow tune
we danced the last dance of the night
just the two of us on the ballroom floor
with the ball spinning a world full of glittering stars
as the bargirl washed the glasses
and smiled at our soul to soul kisses
and as well bid her our fare thee well's
and walked cross the gravel lot
a breeze kicked up and unbound us
from reality
so we could sail home on a ship of dreams
i gathered her in my arms
and the world was light as air
we strayed along the streets
so quiet with slumber
and our shadows fell upon our door
like homecoming
she kissed me
and held herself there in my arms for a moment
as if to capture the fleeting moment
its frail wings beating soft and slow
and it is perfumed by her laugh
which is sleepy
and is followed by a trail of mumbles
like cowboys following the stars
like sheep playing in endless fields of fence
i followed them on down
and roped in the moon
set her in the bed
with its scent of roses and patchouli
she breaths softly here next to me tonight
bewildered that i should be so fortunate
to have such angels of beauty in my life
so we dance well into eachothers dreams tonight
with smiles for the
soul to soul kisses
Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 9:38 PM UTC
and as we sing......
and shall we bring forth images
of gentleness?
images of Lovers!
(.......KISS........)
and strangers walkin in the rain!
'''''''''''''
''''''''''''
visions of en-misted mountain peaks
(.......HOLINESS......)
........AND I, TOO.........I, TOO
and dimly lit city streets
lovers and prostitutes
.........................(dreams and release).............
freedom
.............................truth
we gently sing
"....bring your children
unto 'life-itself'.."
LET US REJOICE HERE
IN MIDST HOLY MOUNTAINS
in eachothers hearts
under trembling skies
and pulsating stars
Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 2:01 PM UTC
May 27, 2013
I let it take control of my mind. Disappearing in a mist of haze; wandering for days. Searching. Seeking. Finding. Fitting into my piece, so I could spread amongst the rest. So I could fit and be apart of it: the Great Mystery. Truth. So I can understand the meaning of life. Is my path determined? Do I have free will? Can I escape this? All I know is that everything is connected. Earth is a single component; a mere microscopic portion of the entire universe, which is compromised of more than the human mind can understand at this point in time.
A little stardust.
How is it possible that less than five percent of our oceans have been discovered? Are we ignorant to the fact that when earth started experiencing life, it was in the depths of the ocean. Hence, all production of landscape, the animal kingdom, primitive and current **** sapiens, technology, advancement, and discovery of our past is a creation from the sea billions of years ago. Everything on earth is composed of gasses that came from the universe: what simplistic thinking.
Humans fighting against humans, to taste eachothers blood in the name of “victory”, a game to exploit and prevent eachother form an equalized entirety. When will all work towards progress, instead of the demise of the "other". When will we realize our brothers and sisters are not our enemies. How connected the human race is as a species;
does anyone realize?
Class Mammalia, which consists of over 5000 species, is a single group of the animal kingdom, yet humans are classified by each other on basis a of enhanced melanin, and physical traits. Do dogs laugh at us? Ah, I used the term race and everyone decides to think it means colour, or some stupid stereotype!
what have we come to?
When will we reach our heads out of our ***** and realize what surrounds and encompasses us as a whole? A consistent river that flows with time, shining mortality by with plenty adventures, constantly writhing. No control. Like I am a mere droplet in the ocean, licking the coastline, bathing in the sunlight. Creating, and being created.
Its amazing isn’t it?
May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 8:59 PM UTC
I wish I could hold you all night.
I wish I could hold you all night and wake up just the same as we fell asleep.
Wraped in eachothers arms, damp with eachothers sweat,
naked and happy.
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 10:22 AM UTC
They sat with chests to each other,
Legs crossed.
Sad brown eyes staring into
Sympathetic blue.
Brown tears began to fall,
While blue watched,
Wiping them away carefully,
As almost if her fingers could create
Holes in the other girl’s cheeks.
They both had flowing tears now,
Both wiping them away.
Brown, unknowingly rougher with blue,
Than blue had been with brown.
A bit of anger towards blue showing,
Being overcome by love.
In eachothers arms,
breathe was the words spoken
Followed by scripted I love you’s
The moment wrapped in cellophane broke.
Tears ended,
Cellophane ripped away,
Distance made.
Blue was not aware that brown’s sadness
Had visited once she left her arms.
Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 3:48 PM UTC
Polar opposites
racing toward each other
disparately aiming...
with their eyes closed
Magnetic fields
fortified and electric
****** to collide...
a melting merger
Beyond understanding
everything it is supposed to be
precariously balanced
over the last ravine of our lives
With you I know
its now or never
and there is no turning back
we are and always will be...
eachothers...
Thankfully
Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 7:19 PM UTC
child
and there in his hand
balloon of bright colors
not even rain will damp that smile
come on shine like a child's mind
all that darkness you feel is just state of mind
if anyone can smile in the rain you can
he is as free as happiness could be
in the living breathing dream of his balloon
no lonely dreamers in a child's eyes
all just strange wonderful stories in the
wondrous playhouse we call a world
come on shine like a child's mind
our toys will all too soon fade away
let us rejoice in our laughter
rejoice in eachothers dream
child at heart is who i am
lets go find you a balloon
so you can shine like a child's mind
Jul 14, 2014
Jul 14, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
They wanted a fairytale wedding
so we gave one to them one of biblical proportions
plagues of locusts ,boils that split skin
even the death of the first born
They wanted a fairytale wedding
so they have one heaven sent
is it not what all do want
to die in eachothers arms
Don't call me a wicked child
god smiled and we did it
don't **** the messenger
for it will probably **** you
Now shut it before we get ****** off
we eat ants liken to you for breakfast
they wanted a fairytale wedding
so know we don't give a **** about you
Fairytales, more like Angel fare
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
maybe in 10 years we'll bump into each other
we'll catch up on all the time we let run away
and how desperately in love I was with you
and we can laugh about how we broke eachothers hearts.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC
she is in the full length mirror
in a long white dress
tossing her hair
and she says aloud
that she doesn't like it at all
i laugh and go take her in my arms
and we start to sway
looking eachothers eyes and feeling the warmth
of our embrace
i am intoxicated in her perfume
and in the scents of her eye
wander the mysterious paths of a woman's heart
and caress the soft textures of her romantic soul
she laughs that we are gonna be late
we are going to be out on the ballroom floor
in the spinning lights and smokey air
slow dancing in eachothers arms
soft touching eachother in every way
swaying to the songs we arnt even listening to
we only see eachother
the rest of the world is some long lost summer night long ago
far away from this ballroom floor
far away from us
she leads me off the dancefloor
and our to the cool evening air
and we make out in the back of the car
like we were once again teenagers on a school night again
enjoying the caress and loving the taste feel
the knowin
we make love
grand slow and glowing warm love
and then the world slows
and picks us up again
we break into giggles
as we go on home
sneaking into our own house
like we were a couple of kids all over again
she has re-discovered the young man in me
for the dew eyed girl in her
and she has rekindled the happy for ever after
the lets just kick off our shoes and run in the waves
the light in her eyes
is enough for me
Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 6:59 AM UTC
Lets crawl back into bed,
forget the things we need to do,
cuddle up in eachothers arms,
and let the morning sunrise,
take us where we both want to go,
i'll take you inside me,
for hours make love to you,
feeling you grow and harden,
making me *** all over you,
lets forget the world,
and get lost in eachother.
Feb 13, 2012
Feb 13, 2012 at 10:23 PM UTC
Who am i?
Does it matter? Who are you? Do you care to know? Maybe we are one and the same...sharing the same pain because of where we come from. Dancing to the same drum. Looking to have fun trying to avoid that same bullet from the enemies gun...we're both growing and learning...mistakes made, lessons learned. The fire within us both continues to burn...soon we learn while laughing at the same joke, we've both fallen hard, in love inhaling all the smoke from that heavenly herb...we found true love in a place that gives us none. You have helped me see who i am by showing me who u are. Our spirits shine inspite of the dimming souls around us...the ghetto can be a horrible place, but we carry on the path we found this special thing...now we can sing the song of ****** thru the complexity of negativity we are surrounded by...u and i become one, making love so passionately, ******** but oh so tender...EVERYTIME is greater than the last...im your lady, u my man...we fall n dream in eachothers arms. Wake up the next sunrise to do it all again...
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 12:07 AM UTC
heritage of her long preamble **********
the quick note stencilled on sticky note
seemed not only incomplete but irrational
'plead not the day to the jury of night
its light deceives the dark into seeking
solace for its own death'
her heritage thought troubles the waves
sending its silent after effects spreading across the
waters to which we fled for safe harbour in evening's birth
we swim to shore
and explore nothing but sand on beachhead
and eachothers fumbling in near perfect dark
before dawn could streak the sky
with the golden lances of the sun
as day wrestles the sky from night
contending with eachother
revealing to our new born eyes
the fanfare that light gives the day
she stood on this stage
and did pronounce loudly
entreat the light to forsake the day
join the night
as she and i had
as lovers
then the golden lances of dawn
would be the stems of roses
from one lover to the other
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 6:53 PM UTC