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Aa Harvey Dec 2018
Only she knows


Love; it’s all the silly things.
You know what I mean?  It’s everything.
The slight lift at the edge of her mouth when she smiles,
The hidden eyes that look away so quickly;
The things she cannot hide behind lies.
Her image is imprinted in me.
I am never left to doubt the things I cannot believe,
Because only she knows how to tell me what I need.


The two second stare and then the silence;
The endless thoughts flying by like pilots,
In planes that will soon crash and burn.
Still she is here and still I yearn.


She is so much stress, but the dress it calls me endlessly.
She could release me; she could reach out and fix me.
She pulled me from my crucifix,
I had waited there so long.
I had forgotten what the Earth felt like,
Until she up-righted my wrongs.


Way up in the sky I was weightless and sightless,
But she feels right and now I am blessed.
She feels right where no other does.
What the Hell is this feeling called love?
Please explain to my brain, so that I can sustain,
Because I stupidly threw my crutches away,
When she walked into my life and all the black clouds became grey.
Now they are white and soon they will be gone,
Because she raises me up and sings the right songs,
To my instrumental heart, she pulls at my strings,
And leaves me believing in everything.
All the heart ache, it ain’t going away;
It still remains, but I am happy again.


Then she disappears, so I try to forget her,
But my God!  Without her it’s all once more a blur.
She is the only definitive object.
All else is cloudy, no more to collect.
I am floating on nothing when she is not around.
One love is in the distance and I am back on solid ground.


She loves me not, but I am trapped in suspense.
Suspended animation, two hearts of an alien nation,
Separated until she comes back again.
I am broken and vacant without her love;
Love in loves wilderness and all because,
I know she is the best I can get;
I also know without her I have nothing left.


What is there left when only she can be right?
Out of sight, out of mind?  Believe me I try,
But out of my mind leaves me crying inside.
Only she can make me happy, only she can find,
The things I need to find happiness.
Without her I am lost and all is a mess.


I could go there another time, simply to avoid her,
But then what would I do if I never again managed to find her?
All I want is splendid but she has that piece of me.
I keep myself hidden from temptation, while she misjudges me.


So much attraction, but she is leaving.
No more to say, she can see me grieving.
Today has become a bad day now.
This morning it shone, but now all is clouds,
And I am left standing staring like a stalker.
That is not what I wanted, but she is not my caller.
I cannot call her and she does not call me;
Is this the way things have to be?


I just want love, but she does not,
So why can I not just walk on?
What to do, what to think.
Forward no more…love is killing me.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Riley Cartwright Dec 2018
In my memories you were so pretty the first day we met. I immediately noticed your smile as you were in awe of my team performing. I noticed your eyes as you kept your gaze trained to me.

What was it about me that kept you fixated?

I know my long hair made me look like a dork, but it wasn't too different.

So what drew you towards me?

If I ever go back and ask you, would you even remember?
Dani Dec 2018
You drew me in, in that special way you do
Pulled into your space without resistance
A deer in headlights in total awe of you
Frozen and nervous, between us there is zero distance
Crashed into each other slowly like waves in the ocean
Beautiful and harsh, full of passion
Water to sand, meshing together in slow motion
Fierce with lust, and an undeniable connection
The sweet taste of your lips on mine
Makes butterflies swarm my whole body
Hidden nerves, corner kisses, crossing the line
We don’t mind, and it’s fun being naughty

So to you I raise my glass
Cheers for bringing me intoxication
A toast for every slap of my ***
A smile, for every bit of our infatuation
Rena Lyn Bala-oy Dec 2018
As charming as those little groves are
That appear on your cheeks
when your lips curve
Both sides or just one,
As alluring as your brilliant eyes are,
That radiates with amusement,
I could never admit,
Will never admit
My interest in you
Nor this strange reaction
That may be more
Than a simple attraction.
Corny. Cringe. Why did I even write this? Oh, right. I want to negate this "fluttering feeling" or "butterflies". I am such an adult.
Rebecca Dec 2018
you know it well
this feeling
familiar

it comes in swells
attraction
peculiar
Playing with rhymes and timing
Diana Santiago Dec 2018
I hate your stupid face
Those squinty eyes, them closed lips
Your expression so emotionless
Flat and stagnant is what it drips

Those masculine eyebrows, your expansive hair
That skin void of blemishes and scars
Complexion of espresso dancing with milk
Leaving the beholder seeing stars

Empty of smiles and feelings
Your visage the definition of dry
I go seeking for some semblance of life
Through your dark mysterious eyes

So I hate your stupid face
For it is the one that leaves me breathless
Casting the root on my heart
Rendering me into a state of restless
Anna Nigma Nov 2018
Now his name gives me chills.
What would have happened
if I'd gone home to him?
My tough man, my big man.
You're not a good enough
reason to **** myself.
Queenologist Nov 2018
I been watching you,
Watching you and wondering,
Wondering
I know you see me too,
And I wana know your name,
Know your name
Come my way
Boy I know you feel the same
Feel the same
Come play with me
Cuz this attraction is insane
Everyday I see you
same spot same time
And when I look at you
Your eyes sparkle and I smile
There's something in you baby
And my soul know it
I wana get to know you boy
And I can't control it
We throw smiles back and forth
Chills down to my core
But no words to explore this
I need you to know this
Poetiknjustice Nov 2018
She's the type you fall in love with knowing you shouldn't/a special spice of life that you crave no matter how bitter the aftertaste or how poisonous the root...
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