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I hardly think about you
Except when the music plays
And I realize that no one else
In the whole wide world
Knows the lyrics
But us...
Once or twice a day is not that much, after all...
 Jul 19 Jason R Michie
Rain
The space between us
echoes.

The sound traverses the heavens,
and returns to me
in hell.

A lost note,
waiting for twin lips to hum its tune.

A grand spectacle
of feelings that are lost
in the Lethe.

The river now at my feet,
a remedy to the heat you cast upon me.

The only oasis
offered to me
is oblivion.

I drink it in,
swallow the bitterness,
until your name
goes numb on my tongue.
You don't have to love me
You don't even have to want me
I'd understand

Cause I'm messy
I'm broken
There's no point in hoping
That these words that are spoken
Will go to you
When I was younger,
I kissed a lot —

I mean many, many lips...

I kissed in dares,
Men with hair
and without.

I kissed in hiding places behind trees,
In dark movie theatres,
In sunshine and under deep blue water...

Oh, the places my lips have been.
Breathless pants,
mouthing moans at just a glance...

Oh yeah, I've been there!

And what about the inappropriate kisses?! Trauma kisses from people you trusted; my History teacher, when he took me up to the Monument one day after school,
we sat there in his car, stroking my hand, he leaned in and took it way too far...
Eventually, I moved away and we "lost touch"
But I still think about it...and moving home, I often wonder if I will ever see him walking somewhere near?

But as I've matured,
and become more discriminating...discerning --
I've run out of kissing stories to tell.

They now feel like the lips of a princesses waiting in the tower
Waiting for the kiss from her prince --

I long for a kiss --
that takes my breath away...
This poem wrote itself and came from somewhere deep within. I did not start out to write about my History teacher, it just came to me...timing? Closure? I hope so!
We are but extensions of our higher selves, we are whole parts of the whole. The fractals of god expand throughout collective consciousness.
God is an eternal creation.
Traveler Tim
Don’t walk too far away, yet.
Stay close, flesh of my flesh.
I always want to be able to hold you.
For now.
Let my eyes never lose sight.
Your mother I’ll ever be.
There will be enough time
when you leave.
Please human, don’t hurt him.



Shell ✨🐚
Happy and blessed Mother’s Days to all mothers.
Mothers always pray for their children.
There will come that time to let them go.
Please always protect them.
 Jul 19 Jason R Michie
LM
To behold you again,
You, with your sweet laughter.
To speak with you again,
To hear your voice again,
To see your smile again,
To meet your eyes again.
All I ever receive:
Desolation again.
Prophesy
A sign from above
Idle hands
Unlocked
Sustainability granted
A carpenter
Builds me a new frame
Of mind
I’ll praise you
Till my last breath
The unfortunate times
I’ll just have to live with
The cost already paid
Healing up the best I can
Unforeseen history
I’m no longer tied too
Quite the transformation
The impact you’ve had on my being
Your dedication
To healing me when I was
At my lowest
Never wavering from your
Prominent position
The promises held dear
They ******* away
Humming bird fluttering
Like a guardian angel
Flying outside my window
Vibrant energy is contagious
Origins all your own
Responsible for my well fare
The hoax was always up
Just took me a while to figure it out
IM IN AWE THAT I CAN…
BRING SOMETHING SO BEAUTIFUL TO LIFE!!! 🙏✍️🤯
 Jul 19 Jason R Michie
Laura
You love
My rolls
And my curves
And my lumps
And my scars
I don't know why
But
You do

You kiss my cheek
And my forehead
And my fingertips
And my lips
I don't know why
But
You do

You desire my mind
And my soul
And my body
I don't know why
But
You do

You hold my hand
And my waist
And my face
And my hips
I don't know why
But
You do

You want me
And need me
And crave me
And yearn for me
I don't know why
But
You do
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