Your Words Make Me Smile by lollirotcat, literature
Literature
Your Words Make Me Smile
Not a friend but I am in love with the way you place your words
as they slip out your sleek split-tipped tongue
The way you make me smile,
snake like ecstasy squeezing curled around my throat,
and I feel blessed for my way too easy laugh,
even as I choke on the breaths I’m trying not to forget
I need to take like medication, now forced like
an iv placing oxygen rich blood cells into my self-neglected veins,
like how I forget to feed myself.
I’m in love with the way you tie my head up,
as though it wasn’t a mess before,
the way you feed me your sadness
and my sadness never aches.
I’m overfed and loving everything about
Whoever said that love was easy, well
I doubt their wisdom now, and yet I know
I hear her voice, clear like a shining bell
And see her face, and like heaven it glows
Forgive me, muse, when I say that I tire
Of trying hard to love, only to fail
But when I look into your eyes, the wind
Of life renews itself upon my sail
Oh love! The words spill out my stupid mouth
Not to be brash, and yet it's just insane
To love like this, I think it's going south
Who cares? And yet it causes me much pain
In fleeting light I remember your face
But remem'bring has brought only disgrace
you
beautiful soul
with words
poetry in motion
that flows
through this
time-space
conundrum
and i'll give you
rhythm and kisses
peppered with
two lonely drifters
dragging ourselves
through
this
you
beautiful soul
with your
beautiful thoughts
sending me
afloat
into the blinding sun
blinding me
with
your beauty
and it's
an adventure
an adventure
an adventure
and we'll float
in love
in lust
in trust
somewhere
anywhere
everywhere
(with)
you.
all the time on Sundays by HumphreyKing, literature
Literature
all the time on Sundays
We are sound
asleep
all the time
on Sundays. - “I remember you!” so we talked
till twelve o’clock,-- no grace, no
delivery; and very little to remember.
more for the magnetism than anything
Three matches one by one struck in the night
The first to see your face in its entirety
The second to see your eyes
The last to see your mouth
And the darkness all around to remind me of all these
As I hold you in my arms
I am the daughter of the Devils rage
You are a disease, infecting my brain
Time moves on, but revenge doesn’t age
I pray for the day you burst into flames
I watch you silently, filling my boots
Become my hair, style, and the music taste
If I had a gun, you know that I’d shoot
Without hesitation, split second haste
If you think I’m bitter, I’m not – I’m fine
If I had a knife, I’d cut you in two
Straight down the middle, been walking the line
When looking back, I could look you straight through
You’ve warped my mind; I’ve been twisted, cut loose
Alien concept is me not being you
I hope you can’t stand the sight of me.
I hope every photo makes you sick,
In the pit
Of your stomach.
I hope there’s a stab every time I’m mentioned.
Please say my name with a silent vengeance.
I pray that jealousy eats your insides,
A swift twist of the knife,
And when you’re troubled for life –
Please remember my smile.
Sugar, I won’t think twice when I dance on your grave
Life is for losers, living’s for the brave.
This is a cut you couldn’t quite make.
You're wonderful in every way,
and whether or not you believe,
I know for a fact,
that you're the perfect guy for me.
Your laughter is contagious,
your smile makes me grin.
When we play those sexy games,
I love it when you win.
There's your dopey sweetheart look,
and the way you turn me on.
The warmth of your embrace,
and my wonder where time's gone.
Days I wake up next to you
are days I smile right away.
With you I'm at a loss for words,
though there's so much I want to say.
I love how natural we are,
how I never feel I have to try.
I love our violent tickle fights,
and I love that you're my guy.
When I look into your eyes,
I feel safe and c
As I lay here in bed, I think of you.
I think of how everyone else’s
relationships are falling apart at the
seams and here we are.
We’re still going strong.
You haven’t any clue what you mean to me.
Even though you think
you do, you will never know
quite the way my heart beats
when I see you or the way my
stomach gets butterflies
when you look into my eyes.
I love you so much baby and I’m glad
that it’s just you and I. You’re
the only one who has ever
meant this much to me.
You’re the only one that can.
I want us to be forever, and I know we
will make it through the good and
the bad, for I’ll lo
Nothing wrong
in broad daylight
But in the dark
Under flashing lamps
Blurred by smoke machines
Swaying people
Bottles of water
Half a glass of beer
Pills, powder and drinks
Dances and touching hands
Filthy boots
Short dresses
No panties
What do you do
When wanting is wrong
Reading in between
The touches, the words
Playing playfully
Breathing in ears, in hands
Jealous sayings, nothing more
Dirty looking eyes
A lore of exclusiveness
Shy, but at it
The thing we share
That we’ll never have
But in my mind
You want to see me
With my skin only
Drawn skin
I want to see you want it
Make your head spin
Afraid to try
What if
Where else
Can