Poems About Bittersweet Published by Members Recently Online
#bittersweet
MalcolmG
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
11th Nov 2024 9:29pm
The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 11:53pm
17th Dec 2024 11:53pm
Love Letters (Romeo and Juliet)
My Dear Romeo,
I stay still as you caress my back. Involuntary my breath hitches from the touch. I know you are doing what you think I want. You’re giving me a small amount of you as if I am to be rationed for a war that I never enlisted in.
I close my eyes and hold back the tears for the silent pain that the single gentle touch caused. We have grown older together as we pledged to do, and yet we can’t rather you can't....
I tell myself I can settle for a kiss, but that is pulled away. I can settle for this caress if there is to be nothing else, but I know my...
I stay still as you caress my back. Involuntary my breath hitches from the touch. I know you are doing what you think I want. You’re giving me a small amount of you as if I am to be rationed for a war that I never enlisted in.
I close my eyes and hold back the tears for the silent pain that the single gentle touch caused. We have grown older together as we pledged to do, and yet we can’t rather you can't....
I tell myself I can settle for a kiss, but that is pulled away. I can settle for this caress if there is to be nothing else, but I know my...
#bittersweet
#loneliness
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 11:53pm
17th Dec 2024 11:53pm
Love Letters (Romeo and Juliet)
My Dear Romeo,
I stay still as you caress my back. Involuntary my breath hitches from the touch. I know you are doing what you think I want. You’re giving me a small amount of you as if I am to be rationed for a war that I never enlisted in.
I close my eyes and hold back the tears for the silent pain that the single gentle touch caused. We have grown older together as we pledged to do, and yet we can’t rather you can't....
I tell myself I can settle for a kiss, but that is pulled away. I can settle for this caress if there is to be nothing else, but I know my...
I stay still as you caress my back. Involuntary my breath hitches from the touch. I know you are doing what you think I want. You’re giving me a small amount of you as if I am to be rationed for a war that I never enlisted in.
I close my eyes and hold back the tears for the silent pain that the single gentle touch caused. We have grown older together as we pledged to do, and yet we can’t rather you can't....
I tell myself I can settle for a kiss, but that is pulled away. I can settle for this caress if there is to be nothing else, but I know my...
#bittersweet
#loneliness
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2022 00:47am
3rd Jan 2022 00:47am
Sepia
Sepia
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
#love
#marriage
#separation #bittersweet
#separation #bittersweet
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2022 00:47am
3rd Jan 2022 00:47am
Sepia
Sepia
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
#love
#marriage
#separation #bittersweet
#separation #bittersweet
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2022 00:47am
3rd Jan 2022 00:47am
Sepia
Sepia
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
#love
#marriage
#separation #bittersweet
#separation #bittersweet
492 reads
8 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2022 00:47am
3rd Jan 2022 00:47am
Sepia
Sepia
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
A pink canvas to paint our dreams
Turns into a grand
Amphitheater of clouds
Whose soul is the sepia
That preserves tears in amber
#love
#marriage
#separation #bittersweet
#separation #bittersweet
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 4:18am
7th Sep 2024 4:18am
What would it take ???
THE TREE OF YOUR LIFE as we exchange thoughts on this message of tranquility and peace. FOR what would it mean to you, to be in a real relationship. That has the same intelligence of sense of someone, who believes as you truly want to believe. Has the same common mindset and the deepness will to have, a sense of the meaning of commitment and support of consistency. TO be able to weather the deepness of the storms, thru high winds and thunder and lighting. THAT will affect the very foundation of your own lives, especially your own thoughts and feelings and emotions. But Yet not let your...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#disappointment
#fear
#sadness
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