Love is a celebration, Love gives without validation, It is not stationed. Love is you and me, Love sets us free, It is about you and me.
By Frances Helena2 years ago in Poets
You wore your hair down today, and though I say nothing, I can sense you feel at home. I wonder if I have a tell— if my stare lingers a moment too long,
By D2 years ago in Poets
If I cannot touch you, I will reach for you in words, does it feel like my hands on your waist, before we let go? Tell me where it aches,
I dove through countless waters, pushed my lungs to their limit, nearly drowned in brine, losing myself with every breath.
You are harder to hold than the sun, yet I cannot help but crave your warmth, how it felt being next to you, but I know the cost of flying too close,
In your absence, I have spent thousands of lonely hours chopping yew until my palms bled, scorning the world, watching knife after knife
I am floating stuck in your unknown in the almost of having you in the still of wanting you in the absolute of needing you
A friend once told me, “Take note of the things that augment your existence” And I thought of you— how you took the ordinary,
Sending Love and pure real healing to All of You to those in need and to the ones that are all right to brighten and send even more love into Your heart
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 2 years ago in Poets
True love found me twice in my life... First with the man who calls me his wife... Then unexpectedly, the spark hit me once more...
By Luna Verity2 years ago in Poets
"I ain't all that." "You're all that and more!" "I'm too fat." "That's pleasant plumpness that I adore!" "When I saw your smile, I was lost."
By Lightning Bolt ⚡2 years ago in Poets
Another day, hardly different than another, Only titled, and selling ides of profession and gesture. However, cynic or not,
By Sady Bayne 2 years ago in Poets
