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M Sanchez Apr 2014
Your physique is stunning but what's within those walls is pure gold
I want to touch every inch of the thoughts that lead to those feelings of yours
Let my words ****** your fears until they finally give in
I'll massage every one of your tears until they open the doors
Don't try to lock me out for this temptation I can no longer hold
Push away your happiness facade, I want to reach your inner core
Allow me to kiss every bruise inside your long darkened soul
Let our words interwine and your dreams unfold
You've inspired me to aspire
Let me make love to your mind..
One of my very first poems.
In the street full of flowers,
I saw you again.
The sound of film can be heard,
Didn't care if what I captured was blurred.

You probably didn't know when you started hurting me.
I approached you and I want to be honest with you this night.
I still wonder, wonder, beautiful story.
I still wander, wander, next story.

You were hurting too,
Now promise me,
Don't throw yourself away.
You should be your light baby.

Like the other day,
Come in front of me baby.
I want you to be your night.
In this scenery full of flowers,
Interwine our pinkies,
I want to make you mine.
I really love 'Scenery' of BTS ' V and 'Promise' of BTS' Jimin. I was thinking of creating a separate poem of the two but why not combine?  So I tried but I think it's messy so I'm sorry.
Shadow Dragon Aug 2018
Tre
I saw us in that moment,
three circles interwine
in a venn diagram.

Making me dry of words,
just because in that moment
I had nothing to make me dark.

I never thought I could find
what I just had a sip of
and I have never been more thirsty.

It's tea with no need for sugar,
It's a perfect milkshake
and an olive in the martini.

Now you tell me,
for my world is lost.
What am I now suppose to write about?
Ady Oct 2016
i'm going to write all over my body,
show you the stories upon the heart
inside my sleeve
i love books so much i'll become one,
just for you;
you can turn the pages with the tips of your
fingers and  read between the lines-
just for you, i'll open up my cover without fear
of being torn apart,
you can add your own writings,
i want our stories to interwine.
i'll let you press your lips to the bones inside my spine,
skip the pages, go back and re-read my lines;
you can hold me in your hands
or throw me against the wall.

i know i can be cryptic and maybe i ask too much,
ocassionally i talk in metaphors,
give you hints about the story inside my skin
but i also know you love that most about me;
i make turns and twist the plot just as i please
to appease the hunger you hold when i'm a tease.

i won't let you put me down,
have you entranced and falling deeper,
forget the sleep, the night will be for reading-
you'll crave me like an addict, desperate for
the next line.

come,
let me write on my body,
explore the passages inside me,
i'll keep you guessing, searching for the ending
but i know i won't write you one,
this is the one of you and I;
our one thousand and one nights.
This had a different ending but I like this one better haha...
m i a Apr 2016
neon signs are visible tonight,
our fingers interwine
we watch as the stars shine,
then your lips meet mine,
and i swear i felt our hearts allign
it was only nine,
but my oh my i was already drunk off of your love,
**you're divine like the galaxies above.
"in which a girl falls in love, with a boy whose eyes shined like the stars above."
Chiibe-The-Rebel Oct 2015
Love is pure,
Love is sweet.
Love is light
Love is a treat.

The dark and the light.
Opposites interwine.
For you and I
Have reminisced our dark times.

Love is eternal,
Love is bliss
I cant wait
For our first kiss.

Sweet like a rose
Handsome as a dove
Ugly or pretty
Your mine, to love.
Yay! My boyfriend and I are pretty much opposites but the exact same, so I made this for him, he said it was good!
Sabila Siddiqui Oct 2019
As you read stanza per stanza,
words interwine with your emotions.

They embrace them in their inked grooves,
like your depths, tangles and cobwebs
has found words to finally be tuck into
and call home.

The waves of emotion lap
against your jagged shores.
Their 27 alphabets playing the cords
and heartstrings of your heart
as though the cadence was at the same
wavelength.

Threads of connection form
to another soul that you did not know of.
Their books become your home,
etching parts of your soul,
mind and heart as though it is a
torn page of the book that has returned.
maisie khan Sep 2013
do you see me?
when you close your eyes
in the night
do you see me?
do you wish
you could feel me
wrapped around your body
my arms so tight
gently tracing the curve of your spine
with such small fingers
of which yours interwine?
do you need me
at 2am
when you can't sleep
for all the demons you keep
are locked inside your head
and sometimes you wish you were dead?
do you need me
to save your life
by giving you mine?
i'd like to do that for you
because you saved me, too;
from the shattering screams of my mind
that tore apart my insides.
i see you everywhere,
wish i could feel your bones against mine
and i think i saw stars in your ocean eyes
when you looked at me that night.
i was so broken
but i think you hold me together
and when you wrap those arms around me;
if feels like i'm being held by 1000 angels
when in reality
i am being held by just one.
Alanna Romero Jul 2019
staring at your obsidian eyes
a thousand of galaxies interwine
Pamela Apr 2020
I'm not perfect, no one is.
I'm broken, like a thousand others.
It's no handicap, yet it's hard to live with.
It's no luxury, yet it's impossible to live without.
'It' meaning 'you'.
Thoughts of you.
Fantasies of you.
All of you.
I have loads of questions to ask of you, tugging at my brain.
Yet I prefer just one.
Out of curiosity.
This.
Who broke your heart so that you chose never to love again?
Who broke your heart so that you choose to give others pain?
Quick fact: 'Sorrow doesn't go away if you share it, it multiplies a millionfold.'
Why don't you,
for once,
try giving away those
'still alive and breathing,
still expectant and waiting' pieces?
And get some of mine in return?
Let's see how our souls interwine.
You in?
This poem is a question that all one sided lovers have. This poem starts off with the proclamation of love, followed by the question and ends with a proposal of love.
Petra Horvath Oct 2013
My eyes were stinging
Puffy and red
The salty water fell down my cheeks
I will always feel the last time
I grabbed your shirt
And pulled you in
Face to face
And felt your lips
Dance a long with mine
My head fits perfectly in your neck
And our hands interwine perfectly
I'm sorry I have to go
I'll see you soon, love
Tom t Dec 2014
our lips meet
legs interwine
you grant me permission
your body is mine
i kiss your neck
you bite my lip
i get on top
i grasp your hips
you tell me its time
let us light the fire
i do what you want
pleasure all your desire
i go elegantly slow
passionately i nudge
you lay the way i want
loving without a budge
you switch things up
our bodies swap
you become empowered
you're now on top
your hair flows
above my face
you ****** harder
my heart speeds its pace
you whisper softly
something in my ear
i only make out
“i love you” so clear
i pull your neck
i kiss you like mad
we lay in content
of the time we just had
Grab ahold of my hand my love
Squeeze it tight,
Let the very essence of my being take flight
And there I will float above the din to better days

Right there,as i'm left suspended in midair
With no solid ground beneath my feet
I can bask in the light of your presence
And like a child bounce with joy to the sweet music we make

Interwine your lips with mine my love
And as they melt into one,
Let them pour all your desires, hopes and fears into me
Don't stop til our cup overflows with sheer bliss like it did before

There,in that single moment,
I know your tender kisses will engulf my senses in a fiery dance
And like a brave knight with a lance,
Chase away the shadows that creep up on me in your absence

Lock your eyes with mine my love
Let me drown in those deep blue pools of tranquility
And there I will find peace of mind as you arrest the noise in my head with just one glance

There,in that instant of infinite delight,
I let your hypnotic gaze glue all my broken pieces into place
And safely travel back to July
Back to the days when I had you close by

Whisper softly into my ear my love
Let me hear the words I long to
And like a secret incantation uttered by a powerful wizard
I'll promptly be under your spell
I'll get lost in a place that I know so well

Back there,with you, is where I belong
So please my love,
let those sweet,sweet,sweet syllables locked up inside your mind escape your tongue
Let them wrap themselves around me
And like a warm blanket cover and comfort me ...
If only just one last time
vera Jan 2018
everyone is an artist
because we craft our lives and decisions
so meticulously
our choices are so specific to who we are
that no one can make the exact ones as the other

everyone is an artist
because we craft our insults and hatred
so carefully
our awful and greedy actions are so specific to who we are
that no one can do the exact ones as the other

everyone is an artist
because we craft our love
so perfectly
our hearts interwine with those we seek the most and are so specific to who we are
that no one can love another the exact say way

everyone is an artist
but just the same as art we can not plan our lives
because it will not come out the way that we imagined
and it will not go perfectly
but we will plan anyways
and try our best to make everything go the way we would like it to

we cant really craft our lives

we cant really craft our hatred

we cant really craft our love

but we sure as hell can try
After all this time
Our lives had been interwine...
'd but you chose to sever it
Leaving me utterly alone
Nothing to keep me warm like an uncovered bone
Left to rot and decay
Feeling nothing but dismay
Another song that made me remember the former friend that stopped talking to me because one of her friends did
Marika Aug 2017
Your silky lips
Trace milky skin
Velvet fingertips
Hands that ****
They interwine
Around my neck
Sip rosé wine
Promise me
Not again
Nathan Alexander Aug 2018
We're not in love.
We share no stories.
Our stories don't interwine,
Just something in your eyes.

Don't be afraid,
The shadows know me.

Let's leave the world behind.

Take me through the night,
Fall in to the dark side!

We don't need the light!

I see it,
Let's feel it!

Let go of the light,
Fall into the dark side!

Fall into the dark side,
Let go of the light,
Give in to the dark side.

Beneath the sky,
As black as a goodbye,
I give a sigh,
We're running out of time...

Don't wait for truth,
To come and blind us...
Let's just believe the lies.

After all, that's all there is!

Believe it,
I see it,
I know that you can feel it.

No secrets worth keeping,
Nothing worth seeking,
In the light.

Shadows creeping,
Your light version weeping,
Dark version sleeping.

Your time is up,
This place is corrupt,
Let's live on the dark side!
carves on the tree
remind me of being free
gift wrapped exclamation
hailing the evaluations
implies that interwine the ax
to the whole tradition
Cindy Jun 2022
The stars seem to swirl around us every time you wrap your arms around me
My heart seems to beat out of my chest every time I hold you tight,
but I don't blame it
It just wants to be closer to you
I wish our souls could interwine
And spend infinity together
Where we can watch stars turn into stardust
While our love continues to grow
Aditya Roy Aug 2019
When I
Took the moon
From your pocket
I forgot the stars in your eyes
When I
Looked at today’s attraction
You took the front page,
I didn’t read further
When I needed you
Most, you twinkled
And parted the space inbetween
Our balance
And added love in the equation

Now that’s called being all about love
Take me away from this moon
And circle the skies given the circumstances
Right no my eyes are clouded
But, the love of a million stars is enough
For my billionth brother in arms
Was that too many confusing numbers
That’s swingin’ lovers are a part of this astute statistic
Let’s make some association with our loveless magic
And add the magic of numbers, fly me to a moon miles away
Too far to go, let it be on the front board with the specials
The stars look down on us, in crosswords
We interwine like star-crossed lovers under cloudless climes
So what, we are capricious and jocular, amenable too

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