tie me a ribbon

gay shit posting about my gf • don't expect any works of art • constant flow of gay thoughs • song lyrics • attempts at poetry • 20 • they/them

[lavenderviolin]

Last night I dreamed

you were here,

In my bed,

Sleeping beside me again.

Your breathing

And your heart beat,

Slow and steady.

I could feel you -

All of you -

Every inch

Pressed up against me asleep.

I miss you.

God I miss you.

Please come home.

~LV

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

you know

i never asked you to be gentle with me.

but you are anyways.

ghosting your fingers along my eyelids,

feeling the soft spot in my jaw,

kissing the tip of my nose.

i never asked you to be gentle,

i just informed you that others weren't,

and you took it upon yourself to change that.

running your hands up my sides,

brushing my hair behind my ears,

rubbing the palms of my hands.

i never asked you to be gentle,

it makes me feel so safe,

it makes me feel so secure.

i love that you're so gentle.

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

i'm so in love

i'm so in love i want to cry.

i can feel it in my stomach,

and in my fingertips,

and in my lungs.

i'm so in love i want to scream.

scream from the rooftops,

and into my pillow,

and out above the ocean.

i also want to whisper.

into their ear,

the nape of their neck,

the palm of their hand.

i want to inhale them deep into my lungs,

imprint them into me,

so i won't ever forget,

how they feel against me.

i'm so in love i want to cry,

into their shoulder,

they'd hold my head,

and tell me they love me.

[joeysappho]

love language

what i mean when i say my love langauge is gifts, is i want to gift you every tender moment before the day begins

i want to gift you the butterlfies in my stomach when you glance my way, i want to gift you the soft brush of my hand against yours

when you ask what i want in return, i’ll tell you i only want that look in your eyes as we say goodbye

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

Coffee

i don't like hot coffee

but i like drinking hot coffee with you.

i think i prefer iced,

sweet, barely even coffee.

i like it when you make me coffee,

you do it in a way that is just

perfect.

i like raspberry tea,

or a hot cider,

but i'd drink a million hot coffees

if it meant i got to spend more time with you.

swaying in the kitchen

in front of the fridge.

my hands on your hips,

while yours are on my heart.

kissing your lips,

you taste like coffee.

[petrichor-moss-and-lightning]

it’s four a.m. and the moon is tangled in my bedsheets.

i’m whispering your name again like a prayer

 into the blurring mist of early morning. 

    do you feel the way my heart tugs on yours?

the way it drifts through the passersby that mark the streets with their footfalls, 

crossing the haze of high beams into the cavern of your chest?

i dream in your mother tongue,

the words coating the back of my throat like honey. 

do you ever think of me in these quiet moments? 

does the thought of 

my hips //

        my waist // 

                the plunge of my collarbone

tear you to shreds the same way i crumble under your gaze?

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

Vulnerable

we were naked, fresh out of the shower, brushing our teeth, and i don't think i've ever been so vulnerable.

we were sitting there at the table and i cried because i was stressed and i don't think i've ever been so vulnerable.

we were naked in my bed and you were laughing and i was laughing and i don't think i've ever been so vulnerable.

[quotemadness]

“Give me your mornings, give me your sun and when it sets, give me your dark nights too cause I’m ready for anything from you.”

— Reema Tabra

[aniahsrose-deactivated20250327]

I hope your hands come back dirty with love when you touch me

I want you to wipe them on your jeans and never wash them again

~ aniahs

[artinvain-deactivated20230504]

My sweet girl

I’d like to taste of your softness,

supple and slippery, tangy and tight.

I like the feeling of your want thighs muffling my ears to all but the sounds we make.

and more than that I need to place my mouth in yours

Have your arms around me, feeling me. I need to, open palmed, feel your own skin and your hair and your teeth and your tongue.

There are not many things I would rather do, than to be with you.

[femmefairytalefindings]

She fills my lungs with stardust and pulls me in with her gravity. She is moonlight and nebulas, full of light and new beginnings. Soft and guiding, wondrous and ethereal.

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

phone calls and calligraphy, oh baby won't you marry me

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

i like my coffee sweet but in all honesty, your lips taste sweeter

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

i want to make fun of bad movies with them

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

RUFF RUFF

GRRRRR

RAIGH RAUAHH RAGHAU

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

you scribble my name in your notebook pages

and i can't help but think,

oh how it might feel,

to kiss you on the moon.

[love-under-the-willow-tree]

i still have their tupperware and that feels poetic in some way