Posts Tagged: poetry
People are nothing like their pictures. They capture nothing of their nature. They portray only their brightest or most beautiful side. That’s not what most days are like. If I had to guess, I’d probably be wrong, but I’d find
I think far too much about people that I never want to speak to or see again. To ever meet would make things so confusing. We are not friends, But still I’ve wondered how they’re doing. Keep me away at
What would you like to read? If not the deepest, darkest parts of me. My fears, and my anxieties. My desires, and my flighty dreams. Hopes for lust and intimacy. I wish to be touched and held firmly. Hard, Too
The fullness of you In the emptiness of me Is beautiful, tragic irony. As cold as I’ve become, Fuck me soft and sweet. Bring me back to submissive tendencies. Heel me. Stroke me, At every opportunity. But even pretty pets
Long hair Like silk On smooth skin In satin. My lips and your fingertips Busy as ever Touching each other all over Rolling under covers And up shirts Back down bare bodies Until just you and me are all that’s
Come into love. Come into darkness. Wander toward unknown. Find the way you want to live And don’t let go. Breathe steady. Realize life. Sleep deep. Dream sweet, tonight.
Who does it care What do I hurt? Neither here nor there Your word Shallow sighs Heavy breathing Blink away a smile Muster up the tears Keep it bottled up real tight. Do not show the fear. Type your temper