Submissions by RED
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I talk before I think. Talking and writing makes me think. So my words are no truth, they are the blocks I build so I can walk on something. Weird enough, English is not my mother tongue, so I get some distance between feelings, words, and understanding.
Sweet Valentine,
Sweet Valentine,
Your joy your pain are mine.
You say what I feel
Our fiction is real
I know what you think
Me the paper you the ink
My why makes you sad
Your fears make me cry
Your smile seeds my soul
Your details explain the whole
My signs make you hope
Both are we afraid of down spiral slope
My hope has no name
Not wanting back from where I came
Your joy your pain are mine,
Sweet Valentine
Your joy your pain are mine.
You say what I feel
Our fiction is real
I know what you think
Me the paper you the ink
My why makes you sad
Your fears make me cry
Your smile seeds my soul
Your details explain the whole
My signs make you hope
Both are we afraid of down spiral slope
My hope has no name
Not wanting back from where I came
Your joy your pain are mine,
Sweet Valentine
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Eternities to sun rise
white arms anchoring in white sheets
tensed fingers hold tight a nightdress woven by threads of time
Gliding heavy curtains flood the cambers of her heart with light
A heart beat cannons into the wooden chest and washy grey eyes long for bonding
Strong arms take up the glassy body and clasp the legs which can not walk
A warm rain showers the longing dry soul
Wrinkles of time breathing lust of live
Velvety fingers, foam dying too fast and the moment vanishes
A mist of silent tears
Towels scratching her translucent skin
A body jailed...
tensed fingers hold tight a nightdress woven by threads of time
Gliding heavy curtains flood the cambers of her heart with light
A heart beat cannons into the wooden chest and washy grey eyes long for bonding
Strong arms take up the glassy body and clasp the legs which can not walk
A warm rain showers the longing dry soul
Wrinkles of time breathing lust of live
Velvety fingers, foam dying too fast and the moment vanishes
A mist of silent tears
Towels scratching her translucent skin
A body jailed...
653 reads
5 Comments
Tastes along with you
Kissing your lips so soft so warm
Kissing your shoulder your neck your arm
To feel this is all I need
All tastes so sweet so sweet
We let go and dance horizontal Tango
We seem to have no limits no borders
I lick the sweat from your skin
Like a deep breath at the shore so salty so salty
As our lust grows to infinity
Tastes unite to trinity
Under the thunderstorm of desire
these electromagnetic impulses were our
the milk in the fridge went sour
Not back to normal pulse and regular breath
We...
Kissing your shoulder your neck your arm
To feel this is all I need
All tastes so sweet so sweet
We let go and dance horizontal Tango
We seem to have no limits no borders
I lick the sweat from your skin
Like a deep breath at the shore so salty so salty
As our lust grows to infinity
Tastes unite to trinity
Under the thunderstorm of desire
these electromagnetic impulses were our
the milk in the fridge went sour
Not back to normal pulse and regular breath
We...
625 reads
5 Comments
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