Secondhand Sweetness
In the hours of solitude spent
on these dampened sheets,
the phantom taste of you
lingers in my mouth.
A sweetness, mild,
resting on my tongue—
slipping away as I gasp,
chasing the ghost
of your breath
mingling with mine.
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@thirteenthpetal
Secondhand Sweetness
In the hours of solitude spent
on these dampened sheets,
the phantom taste of you
lingers in my mouth.
A sweetness, mild,
resting on my tongue—
slipping away as I gasp,
chasing the ghost
of your breath
mingling with mine.
GRAPHITE
Would it be too much
to share your space?
Have you seen the way
I stare at your shadow
cast on the pavement?
Watching your reflection
in a moving car's side mirror?
Or how I hold my breath
and tune your voice
from the noise?
How my hand shakes
yearning to feel
the warmth of your bones
beneath my palm?
Or to kiss the graphite
off your fingertips?
To press my cheek
against the cool sweat
beading on your forehead?
. . . Too much?
Obsolete Affection
What use is a gardener to a wild bloom?
Beautiful petals declaring its obsolescence
Resenting the flower’s vibrancy
Longing for the comfort of being depended on
Stagnant dance at the playhouse
Trapped within ingrown roles
Forgotten what it was to love beyond them
How could it exist if not serving?
Perhaps those were the first signs
Curdled affection poisoning the well
Little care left to give, little care received
It was for the best either way
Nothing good could be built on such rotten foundations
MARGINALIA
When I’ve run the last lap
Of my mortality, save your tears.
Find me in lines of poetry,
The margins of old notebooks,
A sketch, unfinished.
When a newborn laughs,
The shallow pit dotting
Either corner of their lip—
Call it an angel’s kiss; just know
My innocence lives in its heart.
Someday you’ll meet
A girl, misunderstood.
Wise beyond her years—
Suspended like oil in water.
Fate will tell you it’s me.
I’ll look after you
As restful sleep,
If you look for me—
The sole star that twinkles
In the dark abyss.
KEEP ME COMPANY
There were six.
Six heads, and
Tangled limbs, groping.
Six mouths—
Garbled taunts in each breath.
Parched.
Life pools from my failing vessel,
Still warm, almost soft.
Glistening— metallic violet
Under the torturous heat.
A mirage—
Graceless hands picked at
Skin, flesh, and bones.
Remnants of my youth
Buried under fingernails.
I gotta say, you're cool
THANK YEWWW
COMPOSITE
Dark waves and careful ringlets,
Tucked behind her shoulder
Like smoke curling from lit incense,
Still learning the shape of air.
A veil of lashes, fluttering
As her eyes hold quiet truths—
Fragmented philosophies from
The temple of her mind.
Lips pursed in thought,
She ponders.
The soft arch of her brow
Etched familiar—
She looks up at me,
Wearing your gaze—
A quiet reverence
Worth a thousand words.
first art post of the year, nothing special 💤
HEARTH
May I ask of you To kindle the fire In my hearth?
To dig your stubbled chin Into my shoulder, watching Dirty dishes wiped down In a lather of citrus?
To trace the freckles On the back of my hand As I sing to you In the early hours of the morn?
To kiss me still, if you'd Tasted the tart of guava Along my teeth?
Love me true
Yet still tender
A promised warmth That never leaves.
ANTECHAMBER
The wind bellows, “go forth.”
One foot in front of the other
The salt tickles my throat,
The sand clings to my ankles,
And the sea begs me to stay
Damp footprints on the sidewalk
One foot in front of the other
The intersection was quiet,
The overpass watches, amused,
As the warm asphalt drove me away
Barefoot in an unfamiliar home, I tread
One foot in front of the other
The incense burns slowly,
The wallpaper begins to peel,
And the warm bed beckons me closer
One foot in front of—
My feet are sore,
But there it was.
A golden basin
A lotus in bloom
The water ripples,
Taking my shape—
though I stand still.
HELD AT SHORE
Child of the sun,
The crabs peek from their burrows
As I listened to the ocean hum
What sounded like your name
Child of the sun, let me be
The blue of your ocean,
The pink clouds of your sunset,
Or the golden grains of sand
Stuck to your ankles
Child of the sun, can I be—
The salt in your hair,
The wetsuit that clings to your skin,
Or the sunscreen
Melting with your sweat?
Child of the sun, I pray
The sea won't love you with my intensity
In fear that it would cradle you in its waves
And drown you with its immense longing
Child of the sun—
I cling to these pages
Like an indecisive toddler,
Inked yearning in strings of text
All to your name
Child of the sun,
Will you love me now?
RED
I was never one for
Strong bods—
I was never one for
Calloused hands
Wrapped around my throat
Until my cheeks blossomed red
I was never one for
Strong bods,
Until my gaze lingered
From the curve of your calf
To your thighs—
And the heart beating
Beneath your ample chest
I was never one for
Strong bods.
Yet I held your gaze,
And in your tender eyes
A giddy woman stares back at me
Held fast by burly arms
Cheeks blossoming red
new person, same old mistakes
amirah here, back after another eventful year.
got into college, improved my art skills, listened to a bunch of video essays, got into a few fights (not physical huhuhu) - I've changed, so I tailored a new blog identity :D
I'll post art, poetry, and occasional sims 4 gameplay screenshots when I feel like it ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking
yvonne wolfe!
cc: @gigglecoffin, @kijiko-sims, @pralinesims, @kashisun, @cazhan, @maonii-cat
honey, wake up. amirah just posted an actual sims post
first time using cc! i made some sims with the sim story option and just tweaked some things :)
the first one is kenzie ashton, the second is dulce beverly, and they're fiancèès :3 i'll be posting more screenies of them soon!
ok so some of you may know that my laptop was broken so i lost all my old sims and the screenies i had of them, like this old post is the only proof that they were once there. so i drew them to have another memory! :D (wip that i probably won't finish :,))
2 new sims! haven blanco and reid oakley <3
they're already my fav :,)
cc creators: @okruee for hair, @poyopoyosim for haven's lips, @helgatisha for haven's moles, @kijiko-sims for their lashes, @spiderwhims's lover boy tee for reid, @whimp1337's hello kitty pjs, @kashisun for haven's nose, and @pralinesims' heaven eyes :)