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Thunderheads explode out of the Lagunas,
driving wind and rain into the valley.
Searing lightning slams into the ground...
yet I fear this storm not...why should I?
I lay in my bed, resting with you, my girl.
I hear you breathing in time with the rain.
I wonder what dreams you are dreaming now...
perhaps they involve you and I, my sweet?
You snuggle close to me, awakening slowly.
You reach up and caress my face with love.
Another thunderhead booms over the Lagunas...
and you wrap your arms tightly around me.
I hear your breathing...and gently soothe you.
Your lips caress my neck as I caress your body.
Let the wind-and-rain blast against the house...
you have me to keep you safe and warm this morn.
--RKJ
driving wind and rain into the valley.
Searing lightning slams into the ground...
yet I fear this storm not...why should I?
I lay in my bed, resting with you, my girl.
I hear you breathing in time with the rain.
I wonder what dreams you are dreaming now...
perhaps they involve you and I, my sweet?
You snuggle close to me, awakening slowly.
You reach up and caress my face with love.
Another thunderhead booms over the Lagunas...
and you wrap your arms tightly around me.
I hear your breathing...and gently soothe you.
Your lips caress my neck as I caress your body.
Let the wind-and-rain blast against the house...
you have me to keep you safe and warm this morn.
--RKJ
Literature
Love
Kiedy czujesz woń bezduszną utoń w niej,
bo serce potrzebuje tego nie głowa.
Ty nie kochasz tej miłości sercem,
ty jej nie rozumiesz.
Pozbądź się ciężkości,
pozwól sobie na to co najgłębsze.
A dojdziesz do miejsca w którym zrozumiesz...
Że miłość po prostu jest.
Wiersz mojej koleżanki. Pozwoliła na publikację. B.G.
Literature
You say you love me
You say you love to hear me ramble, yet you always cut me off.
You say you want a future with me, yet you see no future for yourself.
You say you love to make me smile, yet you always make me cry.
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love your mistakes
I've fumbled around with hearts before,
and let them fall. Cracked fingernails, walked into
doorframes, bumped into people and hesitated too long
to open my mouth. Moments passed me by, often.
Occasionally, I was brave, and fell hard on my nose.
Was bleeding and embarrassed for the pain;
and the proof of it, the blood.
Said "sorry, but," or didn't say sorry at all, ate my feelings
or starved myself for them, carried my guilt around with me
until it made me sick and lose my appetite,
drowned my hand soap in the toilet,
didn't stretch after exercise and was sore for days,
kept my distance to those reaching out to me.
Pushed my pain asid
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Waking up with the one I love during a Fall thunderstorm.
--RKJ
--RKJ
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I like the style of the poem, very good form!