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Scarlet London Oct 2013
you make me question everything,
i thought i had it all figured out inside my little red head,
and i absolutely adore it
what takes me by surprise
is how much concern you show towards my tiny existence,
and the world has its own agenda
you hold gently onto my hand
and show me i have worth when my eyes get foggy
and i can barely hold myself up
your laughter is my medicine
sweet and sticky like cough syrup from childhood illness
but a remedy for my twisted thoughts
and when i see your face
cast down, in thought, in sadness, or just in exhaustion
i'd sell my soul to take it away
so don't let the words escape your lips:
how me simply speaking to you is more than you deserve
because you deserve, in abundance, more than the galaxy can provide
please god realize how much worth you have. there is no reason you should feel so hateful towards yourself. don't ever wish yourself dead, never again. you're perfect and i love you. you're my best friend.
Scarlet London May 2013
I think
that your touch
could be the death of me
and you would have no idea whatsoever
because i'd smile and repeat over and over:
"i'm okay"

I know
that your hands
on my skin is a form of poison
but it's the most addicting drug in the solar system
and no amount of therapy could possibly get me unhooked
from you
Scarlet London Mar 2013
by your side
for hours at a time
and i don't know if there is actually a ceiling
or a floor

hear your words
ignore the endless hurt
and i can't see anything but your radiant eyes
shining green

feel your arms
your undeniable charms
and i wouldn't dare let go of that warmth any time soon
you're safety

say my name
just fanning the flame
and i cannot begin to touch on how i feel when you
call me love

steal my heart
ripping me apart
and i don't even see the sick world around you and i
i love this
Scarlet London Mar 2013
it's just biology
this hold you have on me
the way my stomach flips
whenever you look into my eyes

it's just chemistry
this electricity we exchange
the way your fingers graze my skin
and your words tickle my ear

it's just physics
your arms wrapped around my waist
and your hands constantly on me
whenever we are together

you know it's just biology
this chemistry
between you and i
you'd know the moment you saw it that this was about you.
Scarlet London Mar 2013
the chill of winter's wind
it crushes me smaller than i already am
and for you -- it's like magic
how you can relish it, revel in it
without a flinch or a shiver on your spine

the way you can move your hands
ever so gracefully to rearrange your hair
and the youth that consumes you
when you push it from your eyes
the eyes that reflected my silhouette in perfect clarity

the passion that absorbs you
when you tell me stories and dreams
and wishes and memories
makes my heart break and swell all at the same time

your arms encase me
even when the world exiles me
and you coerce me into smiles
in a manner to which no one can compare

your voice sounds every single day
in those words that i am careful to toss about
but you remind me
that i don't need to chase it to the ends of the earth
like i always do
and i suppose i always knew
that someday, something would lead me to you
Scarlet London Jan 2013
the sanctity of a perfect saturday
the taste of a sweet, sugary dream
the feeling of hands that caress me
and the fortress of a home we built ourselves

a sea of memories floods my sanctity
that of which is no longer yours
because a summer's lost daydream ripped it apart
even after the winter's necessity brought it together

your lips upon my hands
your hands upon my face
an illusion of unforgotten flutters
and the most beautiful feeling a human can know

a cafe stained with recollection
and abandoned hope tucked away next door
your strong arms, the towers of refuge
are the long-lost haven i seek to this day

and as this thursday's hell rolls to a close
i feel the love i always have pouring through my bones
Scarlet London Dec 2012
the world around me is *****, clogged up, and foggy
the life i've come to know is hopeless
and you remain in that place, immobile
a hell filled with false proclamations of love
and lies of a place where freedom lays
they just ran away and happened to take you with them

and now that you're seventeen
and i am too
i wonder what type of world we will form with our words
if any at all
because we're still too young to control a **** thing

the postage runs slowly, society runs incessantly
people change, mistakes are made, and we claw at the exits
we sail vessels of loneliness on seas of discontent
and we just want the lovely horizon we can see
for years we've paralleled each other
but i hope it doesn't go too far

so reach through the keys
and let me know you're thinking of me
the world is ours. we're writing the future and soon we'll get out. i love you
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