Category: Thoughtful

Poetry, Thoughtful

by my own hand

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by my own hand

I remember when my body erupted in pleasure. At first, my body shuts down– my eyes blank, my breath loud in the sudden silence. Then, I was set aflame. My body shook greatly, a hurricane breathing its gale winds, a tempestuous tsunami crashing, stealing, wrecking with malicious intent, an earthquake splintering the earth’s plates, fracturing as [...]

Poetry, Romantic, Thoughtful

i blindly follow

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i blindly follow

  you used to be my tender mornings  my twinkling nights, my shy, tentative kisses and rough foreplay turning into midnight. soaked, drenched sheets must remind you of me. my pretty smile must have drove you insane, but weren’t you to blame? leading me with your love i blindly follow, trust bound across my throat, tightly-gripped, [...]

Poetry, Romantic, Thoughtful

She loves him

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She loves him

She loves him, I can see it in her gray-blue eyes. A blush rushes To her freckled cheeks Even on the cloudiest of days. Her heartbeat aflutter Eyes lit with wonder, summer day’s have never been so kind. passionate loving, secrets shared through lips. Why do I have to be The one tell her the [...]

Poetry, Romantic, Short Poem, Thoughtful

Rigor Mortis

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Rigor Mortis

Haunting and whimsical the drooping state of rigor mortis has stolen the nectar from my flowers; leaving the bouquet in a state of prolonging misery. The numbing bite of melancholy; a poignant reminder of my idle neglect; A mature endeavor collapsed by mutual disrespect. Like a photo I hold dear, I will cherish the times where we were [...]

Poetry, Short Poem, Thoughtful

void-less

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void-less

When our lips met, Instead of euphoria I felt more empty than ever conceivable. A hollowed-out husk, my mind wanders as my body remains in play. Detached as you conquer and caress, I cannot remember when I truly felt OK. Passion has become diluted, estrange as you demand for more. My misery is overcome by your [...]