Her
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 9:41am
13th Jan 2025 9:41am
Lying Next to You
My body fits perfectly
And I’m surprised at how we don’t consummate this new friendship
But at how well you know what I need
Your kindness shows with every touch
My arms, my back, my face
Every warm sigh as I burrow deeper
While your arms receive me
You caress my long auburn hair and I can hear your smile
And mind wants you to pull my head back
My loins want you to claim the customary yearning
But you’ve just listened to me tell you my story
You know it’s my heart that yearns to be held
That what I need is to be received with...
And I’m surprised at how we don’t consummate this new friendship
But at how well you know what I need
Your kindness shows with every touch
My arms, my back, my face
Every warm sigh as I burrow deeper
While your arms receive me
You caress my long auburn hair and I can hear your smile
And mind wants you to pull my head back
My loins want you to claim the customary yearning
But you’ve just listened to me tell you my story
You know it’s my heart that yearns to be held
That what I need is to be received with...
#dating
#erotic
#relationships
159 reads
14 Comments
3rdEYErising
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 5:11am
12th Jan 2025 5:11am
Ambrosial
it seems to be a stubborn human pattern
judging others by their entrance
yet still entranced...steeled and heavily hung
not my fault tho
if I walk into an opaqued room
& speak of my healing while concealing my dark magistrate
I'm instantly assumed to be all in my feelings
reeling in {my truth} kinda rude, yes?
if I make mention of pugilists & my trials
now suddenly I'm morbid & determined to wallow
in the gallows of falsified judgement ...
judging others by their entrance
yet still entranced...steeled and heavily hung
not my fault tho
if I walk into an opaqued room
& speak of my healing while concealing my dark magistrate
I'm instantly assumed to be all in my feelings
reeling in {my truth} kinda rude, yes?
if I make mention of pugilists & my trials
now suddenly I'm morbid & determined to wallow
in the gallows of falsified judgement ...
#dark
#forgiveness
#relationships
#sex
#TimeHeals
84 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 3:08am
12th Jan 2025 3:08am
some days I get so sad I can't function
You tell me to get outside
and make myself feel better
I respond by slamming a door
in your face
I can hear laughter
through the cracked open window
and I wish I could touch it
like it's something tangible
I can inhale
but it's not
and so I listen to it drift away
on the breeze
unlike this mood I can't shake
from my leaden bones
I want to tell you I'm trying
that I'm fighting for better than this
but it's not a war you can see with your eyes
and there's no blood splatter
of...
and make myself feel better
I respond by slamming a door
in your face
I can hear laughter
through the cracked open window
and I wish I could touch it
like it's something tangible
I can inhale
but it's not
and so I listen to it drift away
on the breeze
unlike this mood I can't shake
from my leaden bones
I want to tell you I'm trying
that I'm fighting for better than this
but it's not a war you can see with your eyes
and there's no blood splatter
of...
#conflict
#depression
#MentalHealth
#myself
#relationships
70 reads
5 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 2:36am
12th Jan 2025 2:36am
emotional claustrophobia
Take our problems
and condense them
until we're falling over each other
so hard
I want to punch you
in the face
Some days your love
is like building a shelter
out of wet paper bags
in the middle of a hurricane
it doesn't do much
and it hurts me more
than it helps
You yell into the abyss
of my solitude
and I can't hear what you're saying
for all the echoes bouncing
off my dysfunctions
maybe there's something
in there worth listening to
I wouldn't know
because I...
and condense them
until we're falling over each other
so hard
I want to punch you
in the face
Some days your love
is like building a shelter
out of wet paper bags
in the middle of a hurricane
it doesn't do much
and it hurts me more
than it helps
You yell into the abyss
of my solitude
and I can't hear what you're saying
for all the echoes bouncing
off my dysfunctions
maybe there's something
in there worth listening to
I wouldn't know
because I...
#conflict
#MentalHealth
#relationships
60 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 1:20am
12th Jan 2025 1:20am
Keel Haul
#BDSM
#dirty
#erotic #relationships
#erotic #relationships
110 reads
11 Comments
Her
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 00:46am
12th Jan 2025 00:46am
Enchant Me
Show me how your world mirrors mine
Make everything okay
Then leave
Make everything okay
Then leave
#dark
#relationships
84 reads
9 Comments
Her
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 4:43pm
11th Jan 2025 4:43pm
When People Don’t Talk
When people don’t talk
The space between words widens
What’s left unsaid takes on new meaning
All the things I thought you meant
Now mean…something
And I’m left to fill in the blanks myself
Because you choose not to say anything
Maybe you think you’re protecting me
Or you’re ashamed
Or you’re angry
Or you don’t want me to have feelings for you
You might have misunderstood something I’ve said
Flawed humans mirror flawed humans
We’re all clinging to the same life raft
So we tango
But we don’t touch each...
The space between words widens
What’s left unsaid takes on new meaning
All the things I thought you meant
Now mean…something
And I’m left to fill in the blanks myself
Because you choose not to say anything
Maybe you think you’re protecting me
Or you’re ashamed
Or you’re angry
Or you don’t want me to have feelings for you
You might have misunderstood something I’ve said
Flawed humans mirror flawed humans
We’re all clinging to the same life raft
So we tango
But we don’t touch each...
#choices
#courage
#emotions
#mirror
#relationships
91 reads
13 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 1:43pm
11th Jan 2025 1:43pm
Only At The Surface
It never really stops does it?
This need to be seen
to be cherished in some way
But in these fickle times
in considerations sporadic
we really don't get to the meat
of what we're all about
The surface rarely tells the story
fears and expectation
clouding this process
And if no one asks any questions
how to we get beneath this
to the good, messy parts?
Our tears and laughter
can both be a gateway,
sometimes vulnerability
can enhance sensitivity
In the end,
do you really want...
This need to be seen
to be cherished in some way
But in these fickle times
in considerations sporadic
we really don't get to the meat
of what we're all about
The surface rarely tells the story
fears and expectation
clouding this process
And if no one asks any questions
how to we get beneath this
to the good, messy parts?
Our tears and laughter
can both be a gateway,
sometimes vulnerability
can enhance sensitivity
In the end,
do you really want...
#confessional
#dating
#relationships
55 reads
2 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 00:42am
9th Jan 2025 00:42am
That Damned Golden Zipper
#lust
#passion
#relationships #sensual
#relationships #sensual
128 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 10:45am
5th Jan 2025 10:45am
pursue her
if there
was a
way to
pursue her,
without
just my
thoughts,
to find
myself in
her dreams,
memories,
to be
the sound
that echos
when she
sighs
my name.
was a
way to
pursue her,
without
just my
thoughts,
to find
myself in
her dreams,
memories,
to be
the sound
that echos
when she
sighs
my name.
#crush
#happiness
#obsession
#relationships
#romantic
137 reads
8 Comments
cantocinque
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 8:30am
5th Jan 2025 8:30am
Night my Love
#love
#lust
#relationships #sex
#relationships #sex
168 reads
4 Comments
wordsonthebrain
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 9:53pm
2nd Jan 2025 9:53pm
Mama, why?
Mama, why do you turn away?
It's like you never want to look me in the eyes
Until you are screaming,
Then all I see is a blaze of who you want me to be.
A bleeding creature, mother and child,
What curse have you turned upon me?
That which I have always been destined to stumble before,
Is that which still hurts most deeply.
It's like you never want to look me in the eyes
Until you are screaming,
Then all I see is a blaze of who you want me to be.
A bleeding creature, mother and child,
What curse have you turned upon me?
That which I have always been destined to stumble before,
Is that which still hurts most deeply.
#anxiety
#family
#LGBT
#mother
#relationships
42 reads
0 Comments
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