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Beer on your breath

Your kiss tainted
By the beer that we drink
Your breath heavy
Like mine
My body fighting
Yours holding tight
The bruses you left
All from what I love
Amung your lust
Love sits waiting
I read it
When you said
Kiss me
And pulled my hair
Knowing you'd spure
The moment closer
When are body's
Would meet
Once more
Finding everything
I hold so dear
Is changing
Along with you
I cant control
What I do
When you bite me
My body goes numb
When you kissed me
My mind went blank
I felt it again
What I felt before
Floating in an endless sea
Of happiness
I've never felt before you
That hapiness
That feeling of belonging
You're why I do not harm myself
I've promised others
But no one compares to you
All you do
Is look at me
With those brown eyes
Your perfect body pressed to mine
All the secrets
Let loose
That beer tainted your mind
And let your true side out
Your breath is heavy
But mine is heavier
As I struggle in your grip
I realize
This is all I ever wanted
Was you to take control
And show me that I'm not
A perfect girl

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  • skullz heart
    November 19
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    That night!

    This really happened. Most the poems I write speak abotu what has happened, what I've done, what I feel, etc. That happened one day when I was staying at an old friends house. Her bf, the guy I like, and anouther was there. The other guy kept flirting with me and T.G., guy I like, kept trying to get me to talk. It took me hanging with just them in the back room before I drank or talked at all.

  • serenity18
    July 31

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    this really speaks to me. sometimes a lustfull relationship is so much more simple than an emotional one. floating in that sea of blankets, if you will, is sometimes all you need. but once you let yourself get attatched, things get complicted and stressfull. and thats why i liked the choppy lines in this format because it conveys a simple, clean-cut style to the event your describing. i like =].
    p.s.- i love getting my hair pulled and getting bit loll so i understand you on that one too