Submissions by girlygirl
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Your
Your
Your hair. Always with a hat on. Take it off. I want to run my fingers through it
Your eyes. Clear and blue. Stare into my soul. They convey your wants and needs
Your lips. The perfect shape for possessing mine. I want you to kiss me all the time
Your tongue. The right size to commit wonderful acts on me. Use it. Don’t make me beg
Your voice. The sweetest sound I have ever heard. When it is whispering in my ear I find it hard to say no
Your neck. Perfect to sink my teeth into when I am unable to scream your name
Your chest....
Your hair. Always with a hat on. Take it off. I want to run my fingers through it
Your eyes. Clear and blue. Stare into my soul. They convey your wants and needs
Your lips. The perfect shape for possessing mine. I want you to kiss me all the time
Your tongue. The right size to commit wonderful acts on me. Use it. Don’t make me beg
Your voice. The sweetest sound I have ever heard. When it is whispering in my ear I find it hard to say no
Your neck. Perfect to sink my teeth into when I am unable to scream your name
Your chest....
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Shower Fantasy
The bathroom door opens slowly as I try not to make a noise
upon entering the room. I didn’t want him to know my presence
until I was ready. Stepping in the room silently and pushing the
door closed, I turned to face the shower. Seeing his clothing in
a pile on the floor, I stepped next to them and shed my own. I
walked to the shower, now starting to feel a little shy. What if
he didn’t want me in there with him? Pushing all the negative
thoughts out of my head, I pulled back the shower curtain and
stepped in. His...
upon entering the room. I didn’t want him to know my presence
until I was ready. Stepping in the room silently and pushing the
door closed, I turned to face the shower. Seeing his clothing in
a pile on the floor, I stepped next to them and shed my own. I
walked to the shower, now starting to feel a little shy. What if
he didn’t want me in there with him? Pushing all the negative
thoughts out of my head, I pulled back the shower curtain and
stepped in. His...
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Virgin Girl
From my vault. Think I was 15 when this was written.
Her lips were like a freshly picked cherry
They were soft, moist and mmmhhh so sweet
Crimson in color, her lips were
So innocent, so vulnerable
From her toes up to her finger tips
She was so inviting but yet so pure
Out of all those times in which she missed
She was still a virgin just waiting to be kissed
Her lips were like a freshly picked cherry
They were soft, moist and mmmhhh so sweet
Crimson in color, her lips were
So innocent, so vulnerable
From her toes up to her finger tips
She was so inviting but yet so pure
Out of all those times in which she missed
She was still a virgin just waiting to be kissed
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The Fire
The night he walked away from me
My soul ignited into a flaming orange fire
Every minute without him causes the flames to burn brighter
With the color red and billowing white smoke
Im slowly being consumed by the everlasting
Glow of blue and yellow
Soon there will be nothing left of me
But a pile of gray ash
To which you can bury
In the cold brown ground
Leaving nothing but a
Neon clear shell of what use to be me
Okay guys this needs work so please give me some feedback on it
My soul ignited into a flaming orange fire
Every minute without him causes the flames to burn brighter
With the color red and billowing white smoke
Im slowly being consumed by the everlasting
Glow of blue and yellow
Soon there will be nothing left of me
But a pile of gray ash
To which you can bury
In the cold brown ground
Leaving nothing but a
Neon clear shell of what use to be me
Okay guys this needs work so please give me some feedback on it
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Why?
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The Silence Kills
The silence in this house is almost too much to bear tonight. Mix that with his ignoring me and its a disaster waiting to happen. I knew this was coming. I can feel my heart breaking. Shortly it will be in a million different pieces, here on the rug where I sit.
Why did I let this happen? Why didnt I choose hate instead of love? Why? It's so simple really...I love him. I want and need him. I crave being his wife. Why can't I just leave him alone? Why can't I give him space? Why can't I go one day without speaking to him? What was I thinking calling him up at 2am?
He calms my...
Why did I let this happen? Why didnt I choose hate instead of love? Why? It's so simple really...I love him. I want and need him. I crave being his wife. Why can't I just leave him alone? Why can't I give him space? Why can't I go one day without speaking to him? What was I thinking calling him up at 2am?
He calms my...
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Numb
I have dived down to the depths of my despair
Every feeling that has ever been in the world, I have felt
I am exhausted from the constant turmoil of my heart being shredded, piece by indescribable piece
I have arrived at a comfortable level of numbness in my body, heart and soul
Nothing of me left but an outer shell,
Damaged as it is
My soul has left me tonight, along with him
There is nothing either of us could say now that could possibly make me whole again
This time the damage has been done beyond measure
I am sure...
Every feeling that has ever been in the world, I have felt
I am exhausted from the constant turmoil of my heart being shredded, piece by indescribable piece
I have arrived at a comfortable level of numbness in my body, heart and soul
Nothing of me left but an outer shell,
Damaged as it is
My soul has left me tonight, along with him
There is nothing either of us could say now that could possibly make me whole again
This time the damage has been done beyond measure
I am sure...
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Melting Ice
They fall like tiny globs of melting ice
Down my shimmering powdered face
Leaving trails of white salty water and cheap black mascara
My contacts sting from the flooding of the tiny globs mixing with the makeup
Eyes turning bloodshot instantly from the irritation
Lids blinking furiously to dump the globs out and down my face
Falling off my chin, staining the top of my new blinding white tank top
My vision is still blurry at best
But enough to see him standing before me
A look of disgust on his face
He wipes his hand across...
Down my shimmering powdered face
Leaving trails of white salty water and cheap black mascara
My contacts sting from the flooding of the tiny globs mixing with the makeup
Eyes turning bloodshot instantly from the irritation
Lids blinking furiously to dump the globs out and down my face
Falling off my chin, staining the top of my new blinding white tank top
My vision is still blurry at best
But enough to see him standing before me
A look of disgust on his face
He wipes his hand across...
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Would You Think Me Beautiful
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I Wonder
I wonder what you would look like naked~
~Body above me~
~My legs wrapped around your waist~
~Your hands holding mine down on the bed~
~Your lips inches from mine~
~Your breath ragged~
~Your body moving back and forth, back and forth, back and forth~
~Until you reach the point of no return~
~And you cant help but~
~To push my hands further down into the bed~
~Your breath coming in quick shallow burst~
~Your body moving faster~
~Back and forth~
~Until at last you move forth with all your might~
~And hold yourself as tightly as you can...
~Body above me~
~My legs wrapped around your waist~
~Your hands holding mine down on the bed~
~Your lips inches from mine~
~Your breath ragged~
~Your body moving back and forth, back and forth, back and forth~
~Until you reach the point of no return~
~And you cant help but~
~To push my hands further down into the bed~
~Your breath coming in quick shallow burst~
~Your body moving faster~
~Back and forth~
~Until at last you move forth with all your might~
~And hold yourself as tightly as you can...
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