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 Apr 2017 Yule
kaelin
dead set
 Apr 2017 Yule
kaelin
the veins in your arms like
road maps to your heart,
i trace them with my eyes
from afar.
youve got an aura that people write songs about,
the way you shine and
the way i fade and fizzle out.
im the last thing youd remember
but youre the last thing id forget,
the way your eyes wander
and mine are dead-set.
 Apr 2017 Yule
winter child
As the light shuts i shall continue
begging the sun not to come up soon,
i haven't finished telling the moon everything–
i wanted to tell you.
Begging the morning not to claim me so fast
‘cause when I sleep
I enjoy seeing your vivid figure
from the back of my eyelids.
Begging the time to stop ticking,
as i fear it’s sound
might just bring us further.

Then i hear the wind blowing the whisper,
asking me how long will i keep on doing this
I asked him back “how long does forever take?”
‘cause I’m planning to give you eternity
J, you're my only cure
 Apr 2017 Yule
winter child
You're just as close as my nose bridge
That my eyes can always reach
But my lips can never kiss
for J
 Apr 2017 Yule
winter child
distance
 Apr 2017 Yule
winter child
There is practically no distance that can cure this feeling i had for you.
Not even the miles, lands or galaxies,
not even the reality.
 Apr 2017 Yule
morning glory
I love the way you put your lips on me,

like there's not enough time left in the world

for us to be everything we want to be.

I like the way you look at me under blue lights,

not a hint of disappointment in your eyes,

just you, me and the bass making the floor shake.

I love the way we dance together, when both

bodies and souls collide in the heavy heat of

the overcrowded area. Where it's hard to breathe.

So don't let go; a love so refined

"Let me touch you there," I want your rude love.

I like it when it gets dangerous, when you're

drunk and the lights are blurred and unreadable.

I love the way you put your lips on me, but I

don't love you. And I won't live another day for you.
 Mar 2017 Yule
shåi
half & half
 Mar 2017 Yule
shåi
running
but
i can never hide
always looking
for the door i can never find

love
rather
than paid in kind

it thrives in one
who keeps their dreams
always in mind

meanings bursting
at the seams
never exactly what it seemed

loss of self
or
loss of reality

the unknown ever
so enticing-
it was my poison

(b.d.s.)
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