Submissions by Betty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
“What if I say I'm not like the others? What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays? You're the pretender. What if I say I will never surrender?“ — Foo Fighters
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
10th Aug 2022 2:35am
10th Aug 2022 2:35am
And chocolate (erotic prose)
#sex
#erotic
#dirty
#sensual
#orgasm
230 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2022 11:26am
23rd Jul 2022 11:26am
Finale
I have
loved you
beyond
these
meager
words
loved you
beyond
these
meager
words
#love
#ILoveYou
#friendship #minimalist
#friendship #minimalist
310 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2022 11:24am
23rd Jul 2022 11:24am
Chasing butterflies
You asked me to stay,
you held your hand out
and asked me
to come back to bed.
I woke up
my legs wrapped around
your thigh.
and damn if you weren't
doing that thing...
that thing you do
that transforms me from
a fearless warrior
to a child
chasing butterflies
under a blue sky
I was still curled against you
and you leaned over and
brushed my hair out of my face
in a nearly familiar moment
that fucks up my day
I wanted to grab onto you
hold you in...
you held your hand out
and asked me
to come back to bed.
I woke up
my legs wrapped around
your thigh.
and damn if you weren't
doing that thing...
that thing you do
that transforms me from
a fearless warrior
to a child
chasing butterflies
under a blue sky
I was still curled against you
and you leaned over and
brushed my hair out of my face
in a nearly familiar moment
that fucks up my day
I wanted to grab onto you
hold you in...
#sex
#obsession
238 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2022 3:20am
23rd Jul 2022 3:20am
Penultimate
I left my clothes
at the door,
because
there isn’t anything
left that you haven’t
(tasted)
(touched)
(known)
seen
I want to
make some
grandiose speech,
tell you that
it fucking sucks
that a journey
I thought would
give me a few
more years,
a few more months,
burned me alive
in weeks.
That you did that.
But I don’t care
anymore.
I don’t care
about the
journey. ...
at the door,
because
there isn’t anything
left that you haven’t
(tasted)
(touched)
(known)
seen
I want to
make some
grandiose speech,
tell you that
it fucking sucks
that a journey
I thought would
give me a few
more years,
a few more months,
burned me alive
in weeks.
That you did that.
But I don’t care
anymore.
I don’t care
about the
journey. ...
#lust
#lover
#obsession
198 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2022 3:17am
23rd Jul 2022 3:17am
Dark truth
#sex
#dirty
#obsession
172 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2022 7:17pm
22nd Jul 2022 7:17pm
Remembering each other
#lust
#obsession
153 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2022 7:16pm
22nd Jul 2022 7:16pm
The last match
You know that sexy,
arched-back pose
the bikini-clad girls
in the movies do,
when they’re about to be
thoroughly kissed by the hero,
head back,
ass out,
lower back
firmly supported by
his arms,
her arms twined
around his neck,
like lifelines,
and it starts to rain,
plastering
them together..
Like that.
I want to be arched against you,
wrapped within you,
as you pour
five gallons
of high octane over us,
your arms as desperate
around my...
arched-back pose
the bikini-clad girls
in the movies do,
when they’re about to be
thoroughly kissed by the hero,
head back,
ass out,
lower back
firmly supported by
his arms,
her arms twined
around his neck,
like lifelines,
and it starts to rain,
plastering
them together..
Like that.
I want to be arched against you,
wrapped within you,
as you pour
five gallons
of high octane over us,
your arms as desperate
around my...
#lust
#obsession
165 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2022 11:17am
22nd Jul 2022 11:17am
I guess we both lie
#sex
#obsession
149 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2022 11:16am
22nd Jul 2022 11:16am
Symphony of we; 4th movement, Allegro
Do you remember the day
we ran down the justice of the peace
stairs and missed our flight
because we wanted to
know if third base
felt different with rings
so we shoved our hands
down each other’s pants
in the airport parking garage
and lost track of time.
Baby...
Do you remember
when we finally
made it there,
we got in a deliriously
ridiculous
argument about
Stephen King books
and I wouldn’t budge
on the fact that Lisey’s...
we ran down the justice of the peace
stairs and missed our flight
because we wanted to
know if third base
felt different with rings
so we shoved our hands
down each other’s pants
in the airport parking garage
and lost track of time.
Baby...
Do you remember
when we finally
made it there,
we got in a deliriously
ridiculous
argument about
Stephen King books
and I wouldn’t budge
on the fact that Lisey’s...
#love
141 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2022 3:14am
22nd Jul 2022 3:14am
Sunset over the beach
I drove out to the beach
to watch the day
enter;
to watch the day
leave
The air around me
was still chilled,
the world quiet
save for the
haunting sound
of the ocean, alone.
The sand crunched under my
feet, and the dark sky
hinted that
yesterday’s promise
of tomorrow
was fulfilled.
I sat far enough from the
tide line to get a wet butt
but not close enough for
the waves to touch my toes.
The sky lightened
and as gently as
a released...
to watch the day
enter;
to watch the day
leave
The air around me
was still chilled,
the world quiet
save for the
haunting sound
of the ocean, alone.
The sand crunched under my
feet, and the dark sky
hinted that
yesterday’s promise
of tomorrow
was fulfilled.
I sat far enough from the
tide line to get a wet butt
but not close enough for
the waves to touch my toes.
The sky lightened
and as gently as
a released...
#beauty
#beach
#obsession
170 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2022 3:13am
22nd Jul 2022 3:13am
Editing
We met over a glass of wine
and a proposition.
You handed me your business card,
let your fingers linger too long
when they touched mine.
(your eyes lingered longer)
I liked your style,
liked the way you
found three separate
editions of me
scrawled between paper sacks
and high-bond paper,
and the way you
wove them together.
The first version reads like a
fluffy novel that ladies’ groups
discuss over tea and cake,
with a sweet, fun, protagonist,
but not too deep a plot. ...
and a proposition.
You handed me your business card,
let your fingers linger too long
when they touched mine.
(your eyes lingered longer)
I liked your style,
liked the way you
found three separate
editions of me
scrawled between paper sacks
and high-bond paper,
and the way you
wove them together.
The first version reads like a
fluffy novel that ladies’ groups
discuss over tea and cake,
with a sweet, fun, protagonist,
but not too deep a plot. ...
#obsession
127 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jul 2022 7:13pm
21st Jul 2022 7:13pm
Cilia
His breath is easy,
and I’m
entranced by
the way his dark
lashes rest on
his face.
This small
hiatus,
this shelter in
the storm,
is my favorite
part.
The way
the tears,
the violence,
the sex that
starts with
hate
and ends
slowly,
leaves us
shaken
as the night
draws
on,
draws
out
with
new
vows
weighed
on the pillow
next to me
and
the way it
hurts to
breathe...
and I’m
entranced by
the way his dark
lashes rest on
his face.
This small
hiatus,
this shelter in
the storm,
is my favorite
part.
The way
the tears,
the violence,
the sex that
starts with
hate
and ends
slowly,
leaves us
shaken
as the night
draws
on,
draws
out
with
new
vows
weighed
on the pillow
next to me
and
the way it
hurts to
breathe...
#love
154 reads
3 Comments
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