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Aa Harvey Jul 2018
Tracey.


Since the first time I saw you,
I wanted to hold your hand.
I wanted you to let me, become your man.
I wanted to tell you, you’re so beautiful,
But I was so scared of messing up
And losing you like a fool.


Because you’re so cool,
You know I think I could grow to love you, Tracey.
You’re so cool,
You know I think I’m falling in love with you Tracey.
You’re so cool,
You know I think I could grow to love you Tracey.
You’re so cool,
I think I’m truly falling for you Tracey.


So come pretty lady, let’s go travel the stars.
Come dance with me and I surely won’t,
Miss a single step and tread on your foot,
Kiss my lips and my heart could become ours.


Because you’re so cool,
You know I think I could grow to love you Tracey.
You’re so cool,
You know I think I’m falling in love with you Tracey.
You’re so cool,
You know I think I could grow to love you Tracey.
You’re so cool,
You know I think I’m falling in love with you Tracey.
Because you’re so cool.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Adrianna Roe Jul 2018
That one silent moment between the two
That one warm hug, that one kiss
Sealing your moment of white being mixed with passionate red
Both unaware beyond your bubble of serenity
And it feels so good to be alone; a constant binding with you
b e mccomb Jul 2018
maybe i'm just not used to
being kind to myself
not used to being
held or kissed or wanted

but something about the
way you touch me
makes me think that
years spent by myself
were preparation to
make me appreciate this

appreciate you
and the way your hands
fit around my legs
and settle on my back
how your lips run
down my neck and
our bodies just
fit together

"**** we make
a cute couple"
one of us says
every time we walk
hand in hand by a mirror
"where shall we go on
our next date to make
everyone jealous?"

and we laugh
and let sarcastic
comments run out word
by word between kisses

i'm not used to feeling
this way
part of a bigger picture
no longer a lone wolf
i'm not used to feeling
wanted

but something tells me
with you by my side
i could most certainly
learn to live with it
copyright 7/2/18 by b. e. mccomb
Jeff Gaines Jul 2018
Hello everyone,

  I'm so very sorry … I feel horrible doing this, but I have no choice. You see, I have published my first book on Amazon/Kindle! This piece (and many others) had to be taken down because they do not allow published material to be available online for free. (Go figure) I wanted to leave the shell of the posts because I felt compelled to leave all your helpful and loving comments. (Silly sentimental, I know), but I also didn't want to just have the pieces disappear without an explanation. I feel bad enough as it is!

  I owe ALL of you so, SO much for all of your reads, love, and support. It was YOU that gave me the gumption to FINALLY get off my **** and publish! Thank you all for the warm comments, camaraderie, and encouragement! I will still be here, reading, uploading and just being the Rascal that I am. How could I EVER leave you guys?

  The book is called “The Way I See It – FictionPhilosophySoul Food” and it will be FREE for the first few days on Kindle Select, so watch for it, if you are interested. I hope that you go and grab it. If you do, I would also hope that you find it worthy, you would leave me a good review. That will help me get in the public eye! Soon afterwards (2-3 days or so), it will be available in paperback. I will be building my Author page tonight (12/21/2018) and my website finished first thing Monday!

Find the book(s) here: www.amazon.com/author/jeff.gaines

Or find the book(s), and all about me, here: www.JeffGaines.world

  Soon after, I also hope to have my first novel (a supernatural thriller), called “Wanderer” available as well!

  Wish me luck!

                                Big, Biggest Love,

                                               Jeff Gaines
As I mentioned above, this is my personal coming-of-age story. It is non-fiction and a bit of a roller coaster ride, telling the tale of my first Love. I hope you enjoy it.
Courtney Jul 2018
I wish that I could forget
Forget everything from the pain you caused in my head to the pain you’ve caused in my chest
Just a general pain that I wish I could forget

I wish I could forget
Forget the way you’ve looked at me when you think I’m not focused
Forget the smile plastered on your face to the tears that roll down mine
These things that I wish I could forget

I wish that I could feel something
Feel anything
My heart is broken, my trust demolished and everyone is now stuck an arm’s length away
I wish that I could stop feeling this numb

I wish that could close my eyes
Close them without an image of you finding its way into my mind
Your sea blue eyes matched with beach blonde hair, that I said I never liked
I wish that I could close my eyes
Tribhu Jun 2018
I stand here, by the end of this road
When the summer days of our young love died,
Look what youth have done to us
How miserably we broke our hearts and cried.
And the forecast never told me that I'd lose you,
Never did the skyline drew those summer night stories of us!
Further we ran to escape this madness,
Losing our hearts, how pained we are!
Say goodbye, my love, this is the end
One last kiss, maybe some tears to mend
Maybe I won't let go, but I'll have to, I know.
By the end of this road I'll wait for you to come back
Maybe someday!
But all I could, is to watch you go.
Grace Spellman Jun 2018
lost in the music
lost in the sky
lost in the ocean
that lives in your eyes
//for my lovely e. although we’ve fallen apart- your name is still tattooed on my heart, my one love.\\
Jarene Jun 2018
i never thought i would be able to fall in love
ever
physically or emotionally
extreme vulnerability
was an absurd concept
in my mind
but i jumped
took a leap of faith
into the abyss of impossibilities
and free fell
right into the safety net
created by your arms
the tenderness of our fingers intertwined
soon became my life vest
if these feelings were to suffocate me
you would pull me back to the surface
and revive me
with the purity of your breath
i would always be okay
because i loved you
i love you
i still love you.
this love
that i try so hard to make evaporate into the nothingness
never fails to find a way to come pouring back into me
you took your full name
and engraved it into my soul
so there it stays
like a ball and chain
always reminding me of what could have been
Aa Harvey Jun 2018
Staring into the deep


Life is a metaphor and I am simply its ball.
I bounce off walls and as I rise, I fall.
Just looking for the right time to say the right word,
Because it would feel so wrong if I let myself fail
And my words were never heard.


Life is a story, never foreseen and never before told.
It is still being written and we are still on the right road.
A long way from home, heading into the unknown.
I cannot afford to be close to you, because of all the charity I owe.


An image of a scarecrow drifts into my mind,
To remind me of a scarier time that made me impulsively act alive.
I saw the signs; I have to sigh,
To let it all go, by leaving it all behind.


When I am gone, my writings will remain, I hope,
Because all I know is how to be honest and how to never grow old.
A war and peace of trying to become all that I can,
Could be lost in an instant, if I am not given a second chance.
I hold on tight to the belief in what I write,
Because I am only alive as a word upon a line.


Love is awesome; I am not.
Point my finger at the side of my own head,
Shout bang aloud to the sound of a shot.
Fall to my knees to grieve the loss of all I did.
As I stare into a mind that looks like a hall of mirrors.
My thoughts all say
“I am with stupid.”


Many faces have lived my life;
Many tongues will tell my tale.
Many choices I have tried to get right,
But I have no cure to my success in the fail.


Slippery when wet, so hold on tight,
I would never want you to fall over.
I have my crutch to lift me up;
A cure to getting older.


Love is a balloon and you are all playing with pins.
Pop goes the feeble.
You have lost all that which once was…
Now all there is; is the sequel.


Inside my chest a heart of the ocean is buried,
So deep beneath, that it may never become married.
But love is so warm; such joy! Another say cheese moment to be found.
Dreaming of an everlasting, while keeping my feet on solid ground.


A promise sworn; no need to be scared.
Life is a sea of fishes,
So collect your entitlement to love;
For they will always be there.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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