Submissions by angeleyes322
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
I Miss Your Sexual Healing
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The Bitter End
I woke up to your warm embrace,
Your eyes fixed right upon me.
Your luscious lips I yearn to trace,
Your breath as sweet as honey.
My skin pressed up against yours tight,
My heart picks up it's pace.
Your eyes a shimmering glow of light,
As you gaze upon my face.
I reach my arm around your figure,
An amazing land of curves.
Your manliness is just the trigger
To lose control of nerves.
But suddenly my arms fall free
Of you and your embrace.
A ray of sunlight blinds me
As I lose you in the haze....
Your eyes fixed right upon me.
Your luscious lips I yearn to trace,
Your breath as sweet as honey.
My skin pressed up against yours tight,
My heart picks up it's pace.
Your eyes a shimmering glow of light,
As you gaze upon my face.
I reach my arm around your figure,
An amazing land of curves.
Your manliness is just the trigger
To lose control of nerves.
But suddenly my arms fall free
Of you and your embrace.
A ray of sunlight blinds me
As I lose you in the haze....
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Don't Judge Me
I am Me. That is who you see when you look at me.
You may not like what I do or who I have chosen to be,
No matter your views, still I am Me.
You criticize; You judge; You don't agree,
Not knowing the reason behind what makes me,
Just Me.
No matter the looks, no matter the words
Or the finger you point so obviously..
I still have to believe in myself and the person that is Me.
I don't live my life for you, for her, for him
Or even for myself intentionally,
But for the one and only who created and can judge Me.
...He...
You may not like what I do or who I have chosen to be,
No matter your views, still I am Me.
You criticize; You judge; You don't agree,
Not knowing the reason behind what makes me,
Just Me.
No matter the looks, no matter the words
Or the finger you point so obviously..
I still have to believe in myself and the person that is Me.
I don't live my life for you, for her, for him
Or even for myself intentionally,
But for the one and only who created and can judge Me.
...He...
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Just as I gave up...
Tear drops on the palm of one hand,
a flower in the other..
I come to weep beside your grave
And be close to each other.
It's been so hard this thing called life..
How much more can I take?
My heart is weak. My mind is blurred.
Your guidance is all I seek.
I cannot go on without you near.
Your strength, your love..I need you here.
I bow my head and start to pray
That He also takes me away.
At once a warm breeze surrounds my being
Like arms wrapped tight around me.
A voice comes near and rings about,
"My child...
a flower in the other..
I come to weep beside your grave
And be close to each other.
It's been so hard this thing called life..
How much more can I take?
My heart is weak. My mind is blurred.
Your guidance is all I seek.
I cannot go on without you near.
Your strength, your love..I need you here.
I bow my head and start to pray
That He also takes me away.
At once a warm breeze surrounds my being
Like arms wrapped tight around me.
A voice comes near and rings about,
"My child...
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Lost
Tears I cry like a cold Sunday rain.
My heart heavy with pain, like an open flame.
My mind soaked with memories of you and me;
I try to forget, but they seem to recur endlessly.
A sharp ache like lightning paralyzes me.
A dark cloud of thunder hangs over, indefinitely.
I don't know how my heart can take all this pain,
Like a flower in new bloom drowning under a heavy April rain.
With a broken heart and days of sorrow,
I don't know what the weather will be like tomorrow.
I can't say if my sun will ever again shine bright, ...
My heart heavy with pain, like an open flame.
My mind soaked with memories of you and me;
I try to forget, but they seem to recur endlessly.
A sharp ache like lightning paralyzes me.
A dark cloud of thunder hangs over, indefinitely.
I don't know how my heart can take all this pain,
Like a flower in new bloom drowning under a heavy April rain.
With a broken heart and days of sorrow,
I don't know what the weather will be like tomorrow.
I can't say if my sun will ever again shine bright, ...
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