Poems About Memories Published by Members Recently Online
#memories
Poems about memories published by members recently online.
Kiss Me
kiss me-
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
#love
#wife
#husband
#memories
#FirstLove
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Kiss Me
kiss me-
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
#love
#wife
#husband
#memories
#FirstLove
456 reads
10 Comments
Kiss Me
kiss me-
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
#love
#wife
#husband
#memories
#FirstLove
456 reads
10 Comments
Kiss Me
kiss me-
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
#love
#wife
#husband
#memories
#FirstLove
456 reads
10 Comments
Kiss Me
kiss me-
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
#love
#wife
#husband
#memories
#FirstLove
456 reads
10 Comments
Crystal Web
over the years, I grew
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
#spiritual
#memories
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
50 reads
4 Comments
Crystal Web
over the years, I grew
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
#spiritual
#memories
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
50 reads
4 Comments
Crystal Web
over the years, I grew
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
#spiritual
#memories
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
50 reads
4 Comments
Crystal Web
over the years, I grew
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
#spiritual
#memories
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
50 reads
4 Comments
Crystal Web
over the years, I grew
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
dark & more demented
slowly transforming into
cold & calculated
I've been spinning a web
intricate and connecting
I've caught many items
that were meaningless, empty
then one day a spider
came trotting along
and he asked me if he
could weave me a song
so I bundled up my satin
into a cacoon
crystal web of safety
of solitude
a space free of clutter
no burdens, no mystery
it is here I sit now
with the truth, with clarity
#spiritual
#memories
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#NaPoWriMo2024
50 reads
4 Comments
Pepsi & Peanuts
It was my mother’s favorite:
A bottle of Pepsi
and a little bag of Planter’s peanuts
She would dump the bag
into the bottle
after taking a few sips
to lower its contents
I don’t know why I remember
things like this
But always wonder
if it’s because she’s with me
at that particular moment
A few days after cleaning
the yard from a storm
I saw something glassy
protruding from the mud
As I dug, I realized
it was a vintage Pepsi bottle
the one with swirls ...
A bottle of Pepsi
and a little bag of Planter’s peanuts
She would dump the bag
into the bottle
after taking a few sips
to lower its contents
I don’t know why I remember
things like this
But always wonder
if it’s because she’s with me
at that particular moment
A few days after cleaning
the yard from a storm
I saw something glassy
protruding from the mud
As I dug, I realized
it was a vintage Pepsi bottle
the one with swirls ...
#memories
#historical
#nostalgia
293 reads
18 Comments
Pepsi & Peanuts
It was my mother’s favorite:
A bottle of Pepsi
and a little bag of Planter’s peanuts
She would dump the bag
into the bottle
after taking a few sips
to lower its contents
I don’t know why I remember
things like this
But always wonder
if it’s because she’s with me
at that particular moment
A few days after cleaning
the yard from a storm
I saw something glassy
protruding from the mud
As I dug, I realized
it was a vintage Pepsi bottle
the one with swirls ...
A bottle of Pepsi
and a little bag of Planter’s peanuts
She would dump the bag
into the bottle
after taking a few sips
to lower its contents
I don’t know why I remember
things like this
But always wonder
if it’s because she’s with me
at that particular moment
A few days after cleaning
the yard from a storm
I saw something glassy
protruding from the mud
As I dug, I realized
it was a vintage Pepsi bottle
the one with swirls ...
#memories
#historical
#nostalgia
293 reads
18 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Memories Published by Members Recently Online