Submissions by Temptress15 (SoulfulOneToo)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Aug 2016 11:52pm
15th Aug 2016 11:52pm
Loving From A Safe Distance
Where I once felt the thunderous passion in your heart
Spoken telepathically over great distances,
I seldom sense the faintest emotion from you now.
I know you still love me,
I know you still care...
And would sense a great void if I no longer existed in your world.
But gone are the days where I
Could feel our souls reaching for each other
From across the room....
Even across the miles that stretched out between us.
Did you feel it, too?
Was I just imagining it?
...
Spoken telepathically over great distances,
I seldom sense the faintest emotion from you now.
I know you still love me,
I know you still care...
And would sense a great void if I no longer existed in your world.
But gone are the days where I
Could feel our souls reaching for each other
From across the room....
Even across the miles that stretched out between us.
Did you feel it, too?
Was I just imagining it?
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st May 2015 3:16pm
31st May 2015 3:16pm
A Profound Admission
On the surface
all appears as you would hope.
Me, content back in my cage;
moving on without you
as nothing more than a friend.
I should be grateful to have you
even as just a friend...
so I bite my tongue
and I swallow the truth
like a jagged pill
that cuts right down to my heart.
What you don't see
are the storms of tears
I still cry over you....
the mountains of tear drenched tissues
strewn upon my bed
mourning the loss
of something
more genuine than I've ever felt.
I don't let you see
my...
all appears as you would hope.
Me, content back in my cage;
moving on without you
as nothing more than a friend.
I should be grateful to have you
even as just a friend...
so I bite my tongue
and I swallow the truth
like a jagged pill
that cuts right down to my heart.
What you don't see
are the storms of tears
I still cry over you....
the mountains of tear drenched tissues
strewn upon my bed
mourning the loss
of something
more genuine than I've ever felt.
I don't let you see
my...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2015 2:49pm
12th May 2015 2:49pm
TODAY
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Apr 2015 1:39pm
26th Apr 2015 1:39pm
To Be Just Us
A deep well of sadness
has just drilled its way
into the pit of my stomach.
As the time passes,
we spend less and less time
alone together.
The opportunities to be near each other,
to reach out and touch each other
are becoming more and more difficult to come by.
I look forward to those times when we can just be us.
No need to hide our gazes
from those who might be watching.
No need to be careful
about where our hands might wander
or if we've been embracing too long.
When it's just us,
we can let our...
has just drilled its way
into the pit of my stomach.
As the time passes,
we spend less and less time
alone together.
The opportunities to be near each other,
to reach out and touch each other
are becoming more and more difficult to come by.
I look forward to those times when we can just be us.
No need to hide our gazes
from those who might be watching.
No need to be careful
about where our hands might wander
or if we've been embracing too long.
When it's just us,
we can let our...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Mar 2015 3:14am
30th Mar 2015 3:14am
In This Tortured Moment
I look forward to the day
when you are just you
and I am just me
and we both look upon the other
fondly with no attachment.
I want the day to arrive where
you are not the first thought
I have of upon waking....
or the last sweet thought before sleep.
And the day will come where
we will no longer reach out for each other
as if we are both afraid of losing each other.
And the touches we share now
that say, "I'm here and I love you.",
will become, "I'm here and I'm there for you."
My consuming...
when you are just you
and I am just me
and we both look upon the other
fondly with no attachment.
I want the day to arrive where
you are not the first thought
I have of upon waking....
or the last sweet thought before sleep.
And the day will come where
we will no longer reach out for each other
as if we are both afraid of losing each other.
And the touches we share now
that say, "I'm here and I love you.",
will become, "I'm here and I'm there for you."
My consuming...
1275 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Mar 2015 11:16pm
7th Mar 2015 11:16pm
No Others
From here on out
I will never love another
as I have loved you.
Not even the man
who I wake up to everyday
and committed my life to
can inspire the longing I have for you.
He and all others
pale in comparison.
To even consider another
feels like the ultimate betrayal
of my heart.
Our love took us by surprise.
a connection forged at the soul,
built upon friendship and mutual admiration.
This bond will never break.
Condemned now to a life
where I will always pine for you,
my lonely heart aches...
I will never love another
as I have loved you.
Not even the man
who I wake up to everyday
and committed my life to
can inspire the longing I have for you.
He and all others
pale in comparison.
To even consider another
feels like the ultimate betrayal
of my heart.
Our love took us by surprise.
a connection forged at the soul,
built upon friendship and mutual admiration.
This bond will never break.
Condemned now to a life
where I will always pine for you,
my lonely heart aches...
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Feb 2015 00:17am
4th Feb 2015 00:17am
Excited Puppy
My inner puppy waits
panting, tail wagging
for you to walk through the door
to come back to me
to stroke my ego
and make me feel worthy
and affirm me.
Too much time passes....
you don't appear,
my spirit drops
my heart wimpers.
What did I do wrong?
Then my inner master
comes up to me and says,
"Stroke your own ego!
You don't need him to do that for you!
You come from a lineage of wolves....
they take care of...
panting, tail wagging
for you to walk through the door
to come back to me
to stroke my ego
and make me feel worthy
and affirm me.
Too much time passes....
you don't appear,
my spirit drops
my heart wimpers.
What did I do wrong?
Then my inner master
comes up to me and says,
"Stroke your own ego!
You don't need him to do that for you!
You come from a lineage of wolves....
they take care of...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2015 4:20am
3rd Feb 2015 4:20am
Flash Pan
One ephemeral moment.
One ardent gaze.
Enough to stir my primal urges within.
Conversation ripe with truth
Drenched in flirtation
My body readies with the mere thought.
My heart knows you
Kindred souls
Wild spirits.
Your smile torments
My breath shallow and ragged
Jesus, just kiss me!
Just like that,
You're gone.
Before it ever started.
One ardent gaze.
Enough to stir my primal urges within.
Conversation ripe with truth
Drenched in flirtation
My body readies with the mere thought.
My heart knows you
Kindred souls
Wild spirits.
Your smile torments
My breath shallow and ragged
Jesus, just kiss me!
Just like that,
You're gone.
Before it ever started.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jan 2014 7:38pm
28th Jan 2014 7:38pm
A New Reality
I sense your torment.
At the edge of chaos,
you teeter precariously.
To jump or not to jump?...
...that is the question.
For if you make the leap,
your whole known way of being
in this world will come crashing down
like the Berlin wall,
revealing a new reality.
All the beliefs and and stories
You grew up with
About how life should be,
How you should act
And move through this world
Are suddenly revealed for what they are....
White lies and half-truths other people told you,
Simply because they have been...
At the edge of chaos,
you teeter precariously.
To jump or not to jump?...
...that is the question.
For if you make the leap,
your whole known way of being
in this world will come crashing down
like the Berlin wall,
revealing a new reality.
All the beliefs and and stories
You grew up with
About how life should be,
How you should act
And move through this world
Are suddenly revealed for what they are....
White lies and half-truths other people told you,
Simply because they have been...
618 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
5th Dec 2013 3:48pm
5th Dec 2013 3:48pm
Misogynist
The blinders are off!
I will no longer pretend
that you are the handsome, nice guy
with exquisite intelligence to match.
I finally see the patterns of your hate
for women.
The need to control and influence
a younger and less experienced mind
for only the period of time
that is convenient for you.
Or worse, take advantage
of those stuck in a viscous cycle of abuse,
resigned to a life of pain and self-destruction.
I have no doubt you would reason
that a girl like that is just doing her job.
...
I will no longer pretend
that you are the handsome, nice guy
with exquisite intelligence to match.
I finally see the patterns of your hate
for women.
The need to control and influence
a younger and less experienced mind
for only the period of time
that is convenient for you.
Or worse, take advantage
of those stuck in a viscous cycle of abuse,
resigned to a life of pain and self-destruction.
I have no doubt you would reason
that a girl like that is just doing her job.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Nov 2013 3:07am
21st Nov 2013 3:07am
Missing You
Platonic friends we are and healers by trade.
We know there is a line that should not be crossed.
But I can not get it out of my head
the way you touched me.
So attentive to what I needed....
even though it was just a massage between friends.
Your hands spoke volumes that your mouth would not.
How I crave your touch now.
Do you even know what you have done to me?
I have lost myself again.
My mind plagued by the idea of us.
The heat we might create
if only you would give me reason to pursue this lust.
To feel your hands upon...
We know there is a line that should not be crossed.
But I can not get it out of my head
the way you touched me.
So attentive to what I needed....
even though it was just a massage between friends.
Your hands spoke volumes that your mouth would not.
How I crave your touch now.
Do you even know what you have done to me?
I have lost myself again.
My mind plagued by the idea of us.
The heat we might create
if only you would give me reason to pursue this lust.
To feel your hands upon...
807 reads
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