#men who write

[poetrybyonur]

Sometimes there’s no need to say anything. The quiet energy between us speaks without words.

[rrigormortiss]

Please, for the sake of all things holy, let me pour my adoration and love into all of the cracks in your soul. Let me cover you in my warmth, let me unfreeze your broken heart.

I know you are hurting.

Let me love you.

[nymphpens]

why are you, as a man, reading poetry? where is your shame? what is your address? wanna read poetry with me under the moonlight?

[voiddragon]

Mxxn

Two divides a singular object,

The bright face of the moon loves to gleam past the clouds barely in view, truly hiding the facaded other side

The gray, baron, desolate, crusted, cold, riddled with ash and suit other face

Foot prints of the past scattered, a brush with mystery all can experience, a lust we all grasp at. A wonder out of this world.

Nothing hidden, but much counseled, what draws our eyes to the stars?

Nature is lead by its call, tide to howl life ebbs and grows under the light of the night.

How we marvel at the bioluminescence of fireflies, with the same eyes we curse the arachnid, do our minds think the answer is its glow?

Living for the radiance of morning, wandering in slumber blanketed in the cloak of the waxing crescent, boiling in the castings of the orange blood of the night.

Eclipse, but never gone, Eclipse, but never forgotten, Eclipse but never lost, Eclipse, Eclipse, Eclipse, Eclipse, but never lost.

To end up as the frozen tundra, to chill all to bone beyond death, to stay as it has always been floating alone, floating until no more eyes can reach, floating past the end of memories time.    

The moon. The moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.

[boywiththeblueheart]

My love is light

But it is not to be taken lightly.

[rrigormortiss]

I feel like I am

chasing after you

but you keep running.

And yet,

you stop and turn around

to check if I'm

still there.

Why would you ask me

to catch up to you

if you didn't plan to stay

in the first place?

[rrigormortiss]

I could watch you for hours. Watch you talk, watch you smile and giggle, play with your hair, roll your eyes at my silly jokes.. I love how you move, how you carry yourself. I love watching the smirk form on your lips when you talk to me. I can't wait for the day I get to watch you sleep peacefully, in my arms, or right next to me. The day I wake up next to you for the first time will be the day I find true happiness.

- with love, me.

[rrigormortiss]

Can't get over how the fairylights in this bar make your eyes shine.