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A blush climbs at my cheeks
Evertime I see him smile
I know if I need something
That he'd walk the mile
That voice is so soothing
So full of truth
So deep and wise
Yet an entierty of youth
His are searching
Tempting through mine
My stomach is churning
Heart leaps out of time
Moving a bit closer
Stepping more near
He's right in front of me
Not sure whether to fear
Entwines our hands now
Sends a jump through my chest
A hand gently releases our clasp
As my cheek is then carressed
Lightly lifts my chin
As he pauses, it is bliss
Savouring the moment
He leans towards me
The kiss
Lips forming to my own
Hand held across my spine
Embracing me, I've flown
And I know he is mine
Pulling me in tonight
Then the release
Though it's dark under the moonlight
All fears I've had cease
As I lean in him
We are one
I can feel the heat sink in
Even without the sun
Evertime I see him smile
I know if I need something
That he'd walk the mile
That voice is so soothing
So full of truth
So deep and wise
Yet an entierty of youth
His are searching
Tempting through mine
My stomach is churning
Heart leaps out of time
Moving a bit closer
Stepping more near
He's right in front of me
Not sure whether to fear
Entwines our hands now
Sends a jump through my chest
A hand gently releases our clasp
As my cheek is then carressed
Lightly lifts my chin
As he pauses, it is bliss
Savouring the moment
He leans towards me
The kiss
Lips forming to my own
Hand held across my spine
Embracing me, I've flown
And I know he is mine
Pulling me in tonight
Then the release
Though it's dark under the moonlight
All fears I've had cease
As I lean in him
We are one
I can feel the heat sink in
Even without the sun
Literature
Oxygen
Ive given up
on forgetting you.
I go to bed
(and think of you).
I get up and go
about my day
(and think of you),
your memory as
constant and involuntary
as breathing.
But I have learned
how to go on.
I go to bed
and get up
and breathe.
Literature
Ramblings
For everything that someone else has gone through
I'm sure that something "worse" has happened to you
I bet you'd take the time to care
But it might just be too much to do
And I know if you slit your wrists
You'd only do it to be missed
But the only someone who would
Would be the someone who's ass you kissed
I wish you'd hear what I have to say
But you've never listened anyway
Literature
Broken Hearts
Broken hearts
Can't be mended
With a stolen hammer,
Nor fixed with
Iron fists.
Broken stars
Crash longingly
Into the crest
Of eternity,
Wishing for an end.
But it never comes.
Whispers of
That nameless fear:
Love,
Broken hearts
Are mended
On the back
Of unrelenting sorrow.
Broken stars
Fall into your hands,
Where words craft
A bridge to nowhere.
That's exactly where you are.
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Not my usual depressing stuff. I guess I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff but I feel I'm not the best at writing it. What do you all think?
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yup...I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff too.