I kissed his tip, He touched my lip, I thought it was love, Then it was over, a sweet moment... I said hello He said he is low, I knew he was opening up, He kissed my forehead, I gave him my heart , Never knew it will not last , He promised heaven, and … Continue reading my fantasy
I would rather be without you than empty with you.
Because all this time your love has seeped out of me
In heart and soul
Blood and sweat
Our fingers interlocking
as your spirit continously calls out for mine.
I am glad to say that I have loved you
That I have felt you near me
Sometimes the yearning is too much
It pulls me to the ground
Turns my soul inside out
and I have to hold my heart
Pleading with it to stop bleeding.
I want to say I miss you
The way your body quivers when we touch
The curl of your lips as you whisper my name
but I am distracted by your impelling voice.
I want to say I want you
Over and over
Till we both admit how we want to touch
the secret parts of us.
I want to go through…
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*some smooth rnb in the background* Tuesday night it is… Just after a single date with myself, Poetry night isn't for loners, Or maybe poets are loners, Loners that find embrace in their words, Loners that find solace in the rhyme, Loners that find comfort in the script… . Tuesday night it is… Just … Continue reading ANOTHER NIGHT