with his kisses came secrets Thats when i found my name under a bus Put there by you, Judas His kisses told me everything i didn't know About you, About life I fucked him untill my name was mine again Untill you faded out of view... on that very same bus you threw my name … Continue reading Judas
Author: thelifeanddeathoflove
Doncaster born and new to the scene, poetry and creative writing is my thing! currently working on my first book, a collection of diary entries compiled to create a narrative about Love! Lets see how it goes.
Muzzle
Do not cover my mouth. I do not need a muzzle. I am not a pup on the leash that is your absent masculinity. Maybe you are the mutt? Dry humping me against the wall of your apartment, hoping to assert yourself as some kind of alfa male... taking away my voice, pulling back my … Continue reading Muzzle
Rumour Has It
I heard he treats you badly Gets right into your face and shouts and screams Is cunt really his favorite word? He sounds like a lot of work I heard you were saying that we fought all the time I fought from my obsession with loving you... Does he do the same? You once said you … Continue reading Rumour Has It
I get lost
sometimes I don't know who I am, i get lost in all the wrong faces and lose myself in the people who aren't worth my feelings. I drain myself to flood their soul and leave myself hollow. Hoping, just hoping that one day they will see me for more than I am. They never do. … Continue reading I get lost
Discretion
You love me with discretion Do I look discreet to you? You need my love at 3am and damn I need you too You love me when the door is closed but I'm an open book You hold me like a lover would though I know I'm just a fuck the piece of meat you … Continue reading Discretion
the devil
you steal me away with your eyes, the devil in your details. are you the devil? you wrap your arms around me like a cage that I never want to leave... and in those arms I've never felt so free. you pour the wine and I'm intoxicated as I make love to the Devil.
delicate
delicate blooms that fill my hands do you see me yet? petals falling to the floor like all that you forget i love you so and that you know hands upon my face spring sun shines inside your eyes with only lovers grace
