I hope you're not lonely without me,
'cause I know how it feels.

And of course,
I know you're not angry,
'cause I know how that feels.

And yes,
I do miss you.
I miss every single one of your kisses, too.

And do you remember mine,
the ones you got when we
weren't lonely or angry?

Do you sweet girl?

Do you sweet?

Do you?

I do.

I do sweet.

I do sweet girl.

I do remember your kisses...

There is so much to say
Squashed in silence
Looking for moments to voice.

Silently entangled
In the webs of yesterday
Of winter cold nights...

Wanting to be expressed
Written equisitively
Trying to tell you what lies.

If you understood
How the moments fly
Being close to you is all I like!!!

...I want to have you some day all for myself all mine to love you when morning starts and to the end of night!!! Let me know how you find it people and where should I improvise.

I dream of you & slumber,
constantly finding myself
in these hardened-states,
seeking relief from
such sensuous visions,
I explode with you.

And if you only knew
the depths of
my rapid eye movements,
you'd be sleeping
with me too.

My lips have never known the taste of yours.
My nails have never scraped down your chest.
My legs haven’t wrapped around your waist.
No my body has never had the pleasure of being pleasured by you.

You haven’t slipped off my dress to caress.
You haven’t pulled my hair just to kiss down my neck.
You haven’t ****** me until I’m left screaming.
No your body doesn’t know the heat of mine.

But here we are covered with guilt,
Wearing that scarlet letter for this emotional affair.

© 2013-2014 Peach

I'm sorry to you
I would have been the captain of your heart
I would have walked moon-shone nights to see the top of your head doused with stars
But love is like delicate strings, managing to hold together the heart's parcel
In transit, through all the imaginings and well meant confessions
On a road never realised
On a thought that barely should have been whispered
I loved you, and my love wasn't fearful
But,
hallelujah I met you
And to my almost-lover, I forget you

© Copyright David Bosworth January 2014

A starless sky blinds me
in an empty ocean
drowning
The night is too cold
for warm hearts
or warm thoughts
Stagnant wind cuts through me
raw skin and cracked bones
uncovered
The perfect terrain for
feeling       vacant
                               lifeless
                                           *frozen