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Santiago May 2015
I wonder, and think of you
I pray, the best for you
I get happy, I met someone like you
I get lost, in my own emotions loving you
I trust, my instict my heart my soul
I believe, you felt the same spirit flame
I rest, in warmthness of your heart
I undress, in the thoughts of your heart
I miss, you infinitely such move done kiss
I guess, it was not the time you'd be mine
I survived, dead man walking alive
I dream, what could that mean forever
I wait, it's getting late & I'm at the gates

Goodnight sweet treasure of heaven,
In love feels, like nothing ever felt before
Pour your tender love I'm craving for more...

Your words no one can match you, what a great catch, how lucky I am we attached
In love's whirlwind, in a spin, we finally declare victory & win...

You are me & I am you,
If only you knew
Unfortunately, you have no clue
My eyes were made just for you

I'm true my dear loving blue moon...
Goodnight sweet dreams guardian angel of mines...
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
If I were to see a shooting star
I would immediately close my eyes
And yearn for his touch
I just want him in the most innocent of ways
To just be able to lie in bed with him
To feel those arms wrapped around me
To feel his heart beat move against mine
To kiss the warmthness that is his neck
To get my hands all lost in his hair
To kiss his plum lips
To get tangled up in the bedsheets as we talk about our dreams
I just want to feel his skin against mine
I want to take in his boyish scent
I want to be able to get lost within his eyes
And finally touch those dimples
I just want him and since there is no shooting star
I am keeping him alive the only way I know
I am keeping us alive through poems
Poems that he will never see
Filled with feelings that will never be voiced.
Travis Green Sep 2021
I knew I was safe
Within your world
No one had access
To enter your premises
I was free to undress
As I pleased
Free to be finessed
By your sexiness
Embrace your warmthness
The depthness
Of your masculineness
I couldn’t care less
What you did to me
As long as you loved me
Gratifyingly
Evangeline Jun 2020
Ssshh!
Did you hear?
The singing crickets and katydids
The night is so deep,
Deep as the depth of the well
That melancholy sound
Let me slipped of
My Hillarious thoughts
For a moment;
I was somehow a part of them
Drowned deep
Hardly to feel
Of the past i had been
Breathing, so as to drink the tenderness
& its warmthness
Rather of the bitternes in cosmos
Night feels so restfull than the day full of illusions

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