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yann Jan 2021
i open the door to your house and
instead of greeting you like i want to,
i let my shoes rest on the side,
leave my bags on your floor,
put down my phone on your table,

are your eyes watching me,
will they let me seep into your arms yet,
or do i have to wait.

i step into your home, and,
i missed you,
but i don't know how greetings work when they mean so much to me,

so can you fold me with your hands, rest your head on my shoulder, breathe warmly into my ear and
whisper that you missed me since our last touch,

or is that what lovers do.
yann Jan 2021
you think that people won't love you if you don't put in the effort,

that they won't stay if you're not here all the time and ready to listen, and

you do not have to be a comfort
to be deserving of love.

and so, no one has any obligation to prove their love to you,

for it to exist still.
yann Jan 2021
A clean house and the knowledge
that i can see you again sometime,
that we're both happy
is all I want.
yann Jan 2021
so tell me how you love me,
how deep it runs, what color it makes,
because i don't really know
what i am to you,
and i wish i could look in your eyes
and trust their story,
but our spark and my novelty
will fade away someday,
and what will stay of us then,
will you still hold me close
and love me just the same ?
yann Jan 2021
if i needed to hold you close for hours and not let go until our lungs stopped breathing,
if i wanted to wrap everything in pretty paper just so i could gift it all to you,
if i dreamt of you every night, soft and pliant or wild and running around inside my head,
if i told everyone around us about how kind you are, how lucky i am to cherish you, how great we feel together,

if i loved you so much that
i stopped trying to hide it within me,
would that be too much ?
yann Jan 2021
flowing,
a torrent,
strong, powerful,
engulfing
us,
we used to
breathe
above it all
now we
drink
the whole ocean,
are you scared yet ?
i kind of am
when i
look at you
when i
feel the sea moving
around us,
when i
wonder
what awaits once
all the water
is gone.
can it be
gone,
can we even
swallow
an ocean,
or
will we become
the sea,
will we still
be a we.
when it gets too intense, sometimes
yann Jan 2021
I need more intimacy,
Wanna feel someone else's flesh and skin and hairs under my hands
Look into their eyes and know their body trusts me,
Know every single inch of ugly scars and hidden acnea, protruding bones and round stomach,
Wanna kiss, grab, tear apart and let the soft animals we are take over for once,
Worship,
Be worshipped,
Trust and be trusted,
Need to be pinned down like a ragdoll,
Be touched like a craving man i
want it all,
And maybe i do want it
with you.
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