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Jeremiah Mhlongo Jun 2017
Charped lips,
A dry heart,
A deep craving,
Thoughts aflame,
Gasoline filled,
Soul burning,
To ashes,
Red heart turning,
To cooling coal,
Burnt to bone,
Nothings left,
Except that heart,
The one beating,
For You,
The blood flowing,
In You,
My darling still,
My love for you still,
Flows everly so,
Like blood in your veins,
Even through deep pains,
To love you Ill always will.
I need a little pain every once in a while
Recreationally I suppose
Just to remind me that the taste of life isn't always sweet
Refresh me on why I'm here
To help people through the same thing
To me it's like ******
I love the pain
Savor it
Crave it when it's not around
The withdrawals rock me
My next fix is always better than the last
Robert J Howard Apr 2017
4 AM
Foreign film
Bored hunger
Dry throat.

Getting late
Parlez-vous Francais?
Chocolate craving
Sore chest.

Darkest hour
Prefer Spanish
More caffeine
Matchstick eyes.

Endless night
Travel needed
Coffee tea
Much relief.
Bongani Moyo Mar 2017
It's been a while now,
I can't remember what it feels to have you wearing your impulses while you breathe on my neck

Can't remember what it feels to be the reason you need to catch your breath

Can't remember what you and your body taste like,in every respect

Can't remember but will I ever reminisce again with someone else?
Heroines and ******
Mio Seanachaidh Jan 2017
I want to feel wanted; the need to be free

I want to feel loved; I want to feel alive

Give me the pleasure that I've never known before

Make me crave only you and never another!

One only found in sweet dreams and while I lust trying to get some satisfaction
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Priyanshi Dhawan Aug 2016
Perhaps it was
ina blink of those eyes
or maybe,
the way he softly carresed his hair
or the way
he sipped coffee
while we talked of galaxies and outer space
Or maybe,
it was in those discussions
little quirks
shy glances
or incomplete, unwanted goodbyes.
Maybe.
Maybe in nothing at all.
Maybe it was all just in my mind.
Maybe it was in the way
his eyes spoke what lips couldn't
or maybe they said nothing at all
Maybe that is how it always happens
we see what we want to see
we hear what we wish to hear
we feel what we desire to feel
we think because we crave love
but maybe,
it was there.
It was right there.
Maybe, I should have held his hand
when he reached out for mine.
Maybe.
Just maybe.
Who knows?
I don't know what has compelled me to write this peice, but I swear I'm not in love. xD
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