Oh, darling.
The divinity you possess;
it takes me home.
love
11 Words
Original WritingA hand on a thigh
to show the world you’re mine.
Burnt
Original PoetryOur spark transformed into a fire,
and others could only look on in awe
as we lit up the night sky.
But somewhere along the line
we forgot to put it out.
And oh my love, did we get burnt.
Eternal Life
Original WritingHow can we die, when we live on in each other’s memories?
Simplicity is Agony
Original PoetryA kiss on the cheek
Staying apart for a long week
Simplicity is beauty
but it is agonising.
Dirty Love
Original PoetryLet me touch your face, follow the outlines of wrinkles still yet to form.
I’ll trace my name over your heart so when death reaches us, we won’t be apart.
Let me whisper a thousand love stories in your ear
that would outrage our grandparents.
Pretty whore.
I’ll memorise your body like the favourite book you are to me,
so exciting, thrilling, tempting.
Dirty love.
The best kind.
– Anonymous
PoetryLust is Saturday night;
love is Sunday morning.
A Waltz of Shivers
Original PoetryOn an autumn morning when the sun is just beginning to rise,
and mist still suffocates the air with its veiled blanket of moisture,
a chill caresses your body as you are exposed to the raw cold.
This feeling of goosebumps crawling across my skin
and shivers waltzing down my spine
is sort of how I feel when I’m around
you.
– William Shakespeare
LiteratureThese violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder
Which, as they kiss, consume.
Romeo and Juliet
Oh, My Love
Original PoetryOh, my love,
if ever you feel like stars do not quite
shine bright enough,
or the sea is too deep for you,
or you are suffocating in
the silence around you,
remember me.
For I will risk all I have
to rescue you.
I will paint the moon into the sky,
just to see her reflected in your eyes.
I will help you swim, and I will
keep you afloat even when you tire.
Oh, my love,
remember me.
Remember that.
