Awkwardly Poetic

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I don’t know how you do it.

You unwrapped my skin without me ever noticing.

With a gentle touch and a charming smile,

You pulled the please from my tongue.

Dancing fingers and stern words to get my spine to shiver.

Flesh bright red and flushed with heat,

Hands held tight over mine.

I’ve never felt more alive before our lips had finally collided.

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I love you

Not in the romantic way

Or the way where I can’t live without you

I love the promise of you

The potential for so much growth and adventure

The comfort and spice in your eyes

I love you in the silences

When we aren’t touching but I can feel the electricity

The days we aren’t together but you cross my mind

I love the future we could have

Without all the infamous implications behind those three words

I love you in all the words we haven’t said

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He was good

Sensible, young, and funny as hell

Yet I couldn’t see him

How could this be for me

He was wonderful

He didn’t deserve damaged goods

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I wish I didn’t ache

I wish that kisses didn’t have to be bandaids

I wish we could just be happy for more than fleeting moments

There are so many wishes

That I can only hope the stars hear

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I don’t know how you do it.

You unwrapped my skin without me ever noticing.

With a gentle touch and a charming smile,

You pulled the please from my tongue.

Dancing fingers and stern words to get my spine to shiver.

Flesh bright red and flushed with heat,

Hands held tight over mind.

I’ve never felt more alive before our lips had finally collided.

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You could never put your love for me in pen

Always too careful to commit to your words

I used ink before you were mine

Head over heels and carved in stone

The signs were always right there

That you just couldn’t be mine

It took staring at the paper you left on my wall

To finally see I was only pencil in your mind

Something you could erase after some time

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The more I spent time with you,

The more I feel myself opening up.

That terrifies me more than anything.

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Dried flowers pressed under a wax seal

A signed death note with pretty writing

An attempt to distract from the painful words

‘I don’t love you anymore’

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a love triangle

one point knows my body

one point knows my mind

and I lie between them

how to choose between my pleasures

how to decide which knows my heart

and where do I want to be

can they learn the delicacy of my thought

can they learn how to unwrap me with their fingers

and can they heal the wounds

is it better to know what words make my smile return

is it better to know where to kiss to make my knees weak

and what of the balance in between

both make my breath hitch in unfamiliar ways

both render my heart useless with excitement

and I am left torn all the same

[shutyourmoustache]

[argumate]

okay so are the beekeepers who wear protective gear just weak or are these bees tame or is there some wild bee magic I'm unaware of

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I wish I could hate you

You were my best friend

My lover

Here I am aching and at a loss of tears

And all the same

I’d kill to see you smile again

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it’s weird to grow

to stretch your heart and soul farther than you thought possible

to look at pictures and see someone else in your reflection

to not ache as deeply or as often

to feel stronger and take fuller breaths

to reinvent yourself into someone you never saw inside before

and how strange to keep doing this your whole life long

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how my body ached for bruising

I craved the warmth hidden behind each strike

The shiver from being overpowered

And most of all the lust in their eyes

[quotemadness]

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?

Ernest Hemingway (via quotemadness)

[ftgloss]

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Breathless on our backs

Hair tangled and sheets sweaty

Soft laughter and gentle smiles

A new layer of falling in love

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Years later

My heart is flooded

I feel full