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 May 2014 A Mess of Words
LF
Crazed
 May 2014 A Mess of Words
LF
Have you ever wanted someone to beg for you?
To push against you and plead to feel you ?
To tell you how theyve ached for you .. All... Day ..long.
I need that .
Begging and baring teeth ,
Crazed without my fingertips.
I want him pacing , anxiously awaiting my return, where i can remind him again why im worth waiting for .
I want him up all night counting and recounting the 100 different ways i drive him crazy , a constant game of teasing and rewards.
I want my name to give him goosebumps, closing his eyes and hearing how it sounds rolling off his tongue.....
I want him crazy about me .
I always wanted
Someone to tell
My darkest secrets to.

I always wanted
Someone that I
Could trust with my thoughts

I always wanted
Someone to love
My every fault

I always wanted
Someone to tell
Me their own story

I always wanted
Someone that I
Could love uncondionally

I always wanted
Someone to love
My need to write poems

I always wanted
Someone like you
But now I am afraid

Because how would
Someone like you
Want to love a poet

A poet who
Cannot seem to
Talk about loving you?
I love him. I know I do. But every time I try to say it- the words catch in my throat. I told him that I was in love with him- but it's not the same. I wish I could tell him- why is it so hard for me to just say "I love you"
 Apr 2014 A Mess of Words
R Saba
been spending an hour or so each night
convincing myself
that crying is something i never do

but i guess i can make an exception
for you
bad night, all will be well
 Apr 2014 A Mess of Words
Julia
I grow weary of increasingly less
complex humans approaching me
in halls & wanting nothing more
than to see me naked in their bed
& when I say
no
no
no,
how about we talk about why
people die or the shape of
the wind
,
they get


                  blown

                                 ­                   away

in
it
The way he mouths her name
His precise tone and articulation
sends her crazed and off the edge
a bliss with no resuscitation
Exploring every inch with callused touch and hesitation
Whispered moans in exclamations
His kiss. His body. Her adoration
They build their high in accumulation
Released in sync, their exhilaration
Silent physical communication
Coming down with slow deceleration
They meet eyes and mouths in gratification
to slowly fall in reveries
from their affair and liberation
© 2014 by Jazzelle Monae. All rights reserved.
 Apr 2014 A Mess of Words
WCA
She was destructively beautiful,
Aimlessly honest,
Wistfully vacant, with purpose.
She held such maddening sadness in her eyes.
And I knew, in the mist of the most dangerous of moments.
For when her blue dress flirted with my fingertips,
I knew that she would destroy me,
And I would spend the rest of my days trying to forget her.
Yet how perplexingly remarkable it is indeed,
To feel anything at all.
Adulthood seems like
this constant battle to find
the silver lining.
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2014
I'm on my way
please wait, please stay
I know I'm a little late, I know it's been a long day
but darling I'm begging you to just wait, just stay

If you're thinking of moving, don't
Don't let them pack up, don't let the doors close
The gears are shifting in this warm red room
and I can only pray they're bringing me closer to you
It's out of my hands but it's not out of my mind
I'll be there soon darling with a little more time

I pray you don't grow restless
I pray you don't up and quit us
but if you grow tired, just fall asleep right there
and I'll warm your skin come the morning air

Because this is the closest I've ever come
and it's all I can do to not turn and run
so if you think you can't wait any longer, please do
because I promise I'm making my way toward you
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