Silky cocoa curves Pressed against the shower glass Silhouettes of two souls Bound in tenderness and tension Wet and passionate
By K. Dominique 8 months ago in Poets
With each word you spoke I listened, More intently then the last. Wondering should I kiss you yet, I don't want the moment to pass.
By Amelia Randall 8 months ago in Poets
Preheating… Screaming! Quietly. The urge is redlining. PAIN, my favorite word Français Oh, to be moistened and kneaded
By Heather Elle8 months ago in Poets
I met him In the hush of a garden entangled with Ivy Where the air carried the weight of roses A silhouette of a man remained between the shadows
An untethered soul strolls through the wind No end Nowhere to begin Sinking and swimming with the tide Finding any place that will abide their vibe
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
That's a lie. I heard it. You don't need lipstick! You paint your mouth with crimson dishonesty. I used to ask you... Ask you about the inconsistencies.
By A. S. Lawrence8 months ago in Poets
a test of my faith therein lies the conflict the script has begun no cast but my audience unmistakable for love main-character arrogance
By ⸘jason alan‽8 months ago in Poets
I fall asleep mouthing your name like the words to a prayer for good dreams ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃💤 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. I drift off, hoping they rise and float
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
In a meadow kissed by morning light, A blossom stands in silent might, Its petals brushed with amethyst hue, Cradling gold in drops of dew.
By Fazal Malik8 months ago in Poets
In morning’s hush, where whispers weave, A blossom stands with threads of eve. Petals painted—fire and gold, A tale of dawn in silence told.
Perched above the winding blue, Where morning paints the world anew, The eagle stands in solemn grace, A monarch with a timeless face.
A halo glows in heaven’s dome, Above the Earth, our fragile home, The sun — a sentinel so bright, Bathes us in its ageless light.
