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 Dec 2012 Mary Holz
Millie Harvey
They stand in a bubble,
And everyone sees through,
But nobody sees in.
Their eyes only on each other,
See nothing.
They whisper,
things to make each other smile,
to make him sigh,
to make her blush.
Fingers teasing,
About each other’s wrists,
Grip each other’s hearts.
Sight; glazes, focuses,
In each others eyes,
Fusing in their minds,
Shivers down their spines.
Butterflies,
Flutter, sometimes flicker,
Often splutter.
Tease each others smile.
Skin; brushing, touching,
Straying, learning,
Each others faces, bodies, minds, lips.
Kiss.
 Dec 2012 Mary Holz
Tallulah
I’m made of fire
Shaped by its heat
A product of desire
In a drenched sheet
I’m made of fire
 Dec 2012 Mary Holz
Tim Knight
Ideas are darkened figures,
built upon pigments and ideas.
They can whip through gallery doors,
the canteen,
across mezzanine floors.

Ideas are hotel love affairs,
with their take away trays;
they’ll check up on you
every once in awhile,
with a phone call diverted from
the Hotel Lobby’s, binary file.

Ideas are those ghosts of girls,
pale skinned beauties that’ll pass you
in the street,
only to unfurl at the feet
of some other man
as a fireside treat.
Cuddle in my arms, you are.
We just enjoying quiet time together.
Relaxing on the couch in the dark with a single candle burning.

Just reflecting back on our relationship.
Like when we first met.
It's been a worthy experience.
One I wouldn't trade for anything.

I remember our first kiss.
It's simply hard to forget.
It was sincere.
It was passionate.
Just like the one I've just given you.

I remember our walks in the park.
Those self made dinners we had.
Those was good times.
Just like those we are creating now.

As we are just cuddling in the dark.
Reflecting back.
I'm so tired
Of crying myself to sleep
The pain of those awful memories
Sometimes It's like no one knows me
I am so broken
No one understands
I was crushed and defeated by those hands
And now I sit wasting away
Hiding beneath covers to scarred to face the day
I can feel it like a thousand daggers
Beating into my flesh
But I can't cry
And I can't feel
I'm starting to doubt if this is real
Maybe I should run
No I'm so done
I might as well say goodbye ...
Just feeling .... I don't know
I feel out the landscape of your heart,
and I know it more than this old soul,

and we trace the contours of the in between,
and we don't even want breath,
we exchange our airy breath,
like sailors lose their voices to the waves,

I fall into you like this is all there ever will be,
like I'm supposed to,
Though words, that could define us is,
what we truly seek.

We dare not speak,
we grow to fear,
the indifference of the words said,
launched without thought,
that could,
that would,
pierce the world we live,
and in this moment,
i could die knowing
I drowned in you love dear,
and that would be enough.
You'd be enough.

We sleep on couches,
we know the floor,
but with you,
my reality is a castle with secret gardens,
a sleeping beauty, awake.

and I want to bake in  the sunshine of your love dear,
pull down the covers,
and awake love.

I've counted the hours.
I've paid my time.
Willingly knowing, that there's the sun
at the end of the tunnel,
I fight the muck, I fight the mire,
May we never tire my love.
 Dec 2012 Mary Holz
Carl Barton
Have you ever thought what if?
What if gold was bronze,
and lies were the truth.

Have you ever contemplated the past?
What if they lived,
and maybe I died instead?

Have you ever felt curious?
Asking, what if nothing is real,
and I’m just as fake as the rest?

Have you ever pondered a question?
What if this is the afterlife,
and time really goes backwards?

Have you ever sought out answers?
What if everything is predestined,
and my choices are already made for me?

Have you ever discovered the phrase...
What if?
Do you remember
When we were just stars
Dancing in the sky
Shining bright for the universe
And wonder of its beauty

Yet one day we knew we'd fall
Right through the clouds
Of a planet that nests lovers
Like you and I
Yet so much different

They boast of passion and pain
Hunger for love
Unlike the stillness we have above
Their fire burns us and we yearn
To be like them

And so we did
Become man and woman
Bearing beating hearts
Like fire flicking skyward
Yearning for some depth in height

Yet we never knew
How heartbreak crushes us
An other worldly feeling
That compared death to a friend
Shattered like the asteroids that wandered endlessly

Do you remember
When we were just stars
Falling into earth's grasp
Our lights flickering dim
Replaced with hearts that burned

Burned like the torch of a sun
Rooting deep into veins of passion
We are reborn into a world
Of love and most of pain
Without regret of ever becoming beings of love
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