You still linger on my skin;
the scent of you surrounds me
in a sort of whirlwind
And that over-sized black t-shirt
I wear to bed lays bunched up
in my arms at night; I dream of you
The world is so small
compared to the vastness of your eyes
The way you look at me; I could die
Sometimes I wonder just exactly
what you might taste like
should our lips meet
Do you see me in the hallway?
I'm right there in the corner, watching you
behind this mask of strength and ignorance
But I'm sure those icicle optics
can see right through to any soul
One look; blue fire melts
There is a sort of destruction of sanity
when you look at me; breaking me down
into tiny pieces of what was once composure
Is this truly how being in love feels?
Perhaps it would be better if you showed me yourself
You must be an expert; every girl's wet dream
Liquify me, baby, and show me the true meaning
of a heart thumping madly in the process of euphoria
That pitter-patter in my chest is scarcely the start
It's the beautiful definition of the process
of a teenage mind forming around daydreams and steam
We girls only need one thing; to solidify into fantasies
Sweetheart, you have no idea what one look does to me
Just imagine if you stroked my hip that way,
and snaked your fingers down into my core
It's your face I see when I shudder through ecstasy
When you're stirring up your drive into wonderland,
I wonder, what do you see?
Every girl's wishful thinking is, "Me."
I'd give you my all, darling,
if you'd just smile at me once more
When they say, "It's just a phase."
They're hoping guys like you drop us like rocks
The sweet love affair of sin is too enticing
Kiss me again, babe
When I'm with you, I'm high
Your scent is my morphine
Drug me up one last time ♥
Author notes
Rose Dark Thorn
Guh. This is the sort of thing writer's block does to a person. I've lost my touch.
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Wow, if this is losing your touch, I'll have to read every poem on here, that was amazing, and very sexy. Good write.
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Thank you.
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I really like this a lot. I guess this is where our minds go
Your descriptions are perfection and I just love it.
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Thank you.
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You have NOT lost your touch! That was very sensual and very well written. You grasp the psyche of teenage girls in fewer words than I've ever seen. It's incredible really. An amazing write, my dear. Don't be down on yourself for a piece like this. Kudos!
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I haven't written anything that wasn't personal in probably at least four or five months. This is the longest I've ever gone.
I'm trying to inspire myself by looking at old stuff. Guh. I miss the way I used to write love poems. But, you're right...Teenage girls do really think like this, don't they? 
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Haha...yes, they do. Aww, I hope you find some inspiration, hun! I hate writer's block.
Not a good thing at all, at all.
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Oh God. No. I miss writing so much...but...when...I pick through my skull...there...are just no god damn words in my brain...
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