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Echoes Of A Mind May 2016
I want to touch you
I really want to
But I'm afraid
That I'll lose you
If I ever do...

I want to touch you
You always let me play
With your hair
But what if I said
That I want to touch you elsewhere...

I want to touch you
I want to stroke your cheek
While looking into your eyes
I wanna know how it feels
To feel your lips against mine....

I want to touch you
I really do
I wanna let my hands
Run all over you
To feel every muscle and every bone...

I want to touch you
And I want to feel you too
I want to feel your hands
All over me
Feeling my curves...

I want to touch you
Would you let me
If I asked you?
Or should I skip the asking
And then just do it?...

I want to touch you
To let my tongue
Tickle the edge of your ear
To let my hands
Run down between your legs...

I want to touch you
I want our bodies
To be tangled together
Let's make the neighbour angry
Because of the noises we're making...

I want to touch you
I want to press my body
Against yours
I want to stay close to you
For hours...

I want to touch you
I relly want to
But I fear
That I'll lose you
If I ever do...
I want to feel you.....
Written 26th of march, published 29th of may
Lightbulb Martin Sep 2013
Relly?
Relly chelly?
Belly selly smelly.
Telly trelly helly welly?
Melly.
Melly.
Delly selly belly felly
Welly?
Jelly.
allicia stinson May 2013
the sky is up high and the floor is down low and the walls are to each side of youbut the one you relly love is god blass you america
Born Apr 2014
This love doesn't make sense anymore.

Everyone seems to be in love this days,that got me thinking!!do you rely know what love.

Just because someone filled your heart with a ray of hope doesn't mean your in love...nonono,it shouldn't even mean that!you don't show gratitude by being in love.

Somebody better shade some light..coz I relly think everyone is losing it
Rex Forté Jan 2015
My friends are cool,
But I don't really see them much outside of the pool, or school.
I've never actually went to the movies with a friend on a Friday night,
I just sit at home and sleep, and get into fights.
My girlfriend now officially ignores me,
And I don't relly now what to do, excuse me.
I haven't talked to her for more than a week,
So it seems there's some kind of leak.
Now I don't really know where all this leads,
'Cause I guess this really ain't my speed.
no one ever arested gertuid stien
for being a language criminal
although she was arested once
for running out on a fast food bill
fast food was new then.
she mis-read fast for free.
tucked for tree
wound up in jail. true story
and im pretty sure also
she was sexless.
but fun at parties,
with that fat delirious
vocabulary
till you get her home.
if you know what i mean
one can only stand so much
and for it
get bit for ****,
finger for linger
mouth ecstatic
kiss on the lips
and goodnight
and ambiguous
for cun-a-linguest
if you know what i mean

city

a man died. and careful not to see
what watchers might-may be
he passed on something

liked, attitude

no, no small talk

i've been to a lot of funerals
who hasn't
it's serious business
this death. isn't it, and after?
used to scare the **** out of me.
wher's a relly good loosly tied oxford colon
when you need one.

never in
platitudes please
someone at least to drag me from the grave
did i mention i died
one to stand me up and say, "**** it boy,
stand up, grow back like a frog's limb
stand up in the pond
the premordial soup
and i'll do the rest".

never in attitude. make me a phrofit
change me. mind me, will and all

take care of me and never tell me i've died at all
ok i havn't then
just like that
you've conquered death

tell e things right
right in my ear like, "do it. it needs it.
you can do it and they too.

you're not for death.
you're not dying
but the m on your keyboard is weak

watch a dream of faith.
no simple home-spun wisdom this time.
the stuff of a amn who thinks he lives
but really it's angels, carrying him
to spare him the whole dream of dying
let alone death

to spare him the loss of the familiar
by providing the whole of life again
while ounting the iposible; soft cussion into
eternity, already there
entirely undeserved
watch: watch my ****. i'll be right back
just a minute.
only the kids understand
the fact is there is no ****
it's only the angels
helping me into eternity

let's turn these phrases once more
under the preasure of imagined life
and add just one whole city
a whole city watching one person's self
and property just to ease his way into eternity

because the concept
to anyone that eternity is forever and change
is frigtening to the sane,
and nonsense to the crazy
and arresting in it's starkness
so, let's, "spare" him
they say and devise a grand play
to prove life not to him, but themselves.
and when he leaves,
where are the artists?
in eternity
in ernist
watching


watch my ****
i'll be right back

— The End —