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Infatuation
Every notification I wish it to be yours
They are supposed to be are they not?
For you make me feel what I want so desperately
Then, why do you lie and make me uselessly dream?
I believe you told me "let's continue being weird"
But a stranger is what you have become
You pop up in my mind without any alarms
But the feeling has me all fuzzy and warm.
Giddy in spirit, I'll tell you why
You'...
Friday 8th May 2020 8:23 am
Love Letter to a Stranger
~You're the feeling that makes my heart melt into a caramel abyss
I can taste the sweet demise you subject me to on the tip of my tongue
This sugary concoction flows out of your soul and seemingly by magic, or maybe alchemy, transforms into the feathers that come together like wings to lift me up beyond the natural heights of my masculine flesh
Bringing out the fleshly, carnal desires of my sou...
Thursday 26th March 2020 6:39 am
The Truth Within
I’ve drowned, too
trying to stay afloat
swimming in those eyes of ocean blue
navigating through hypnotic moves
and poetic words
that make you feel
he only has eyes for you
But in truth,
you’re another hole
he’s been trying to fill
another escape
to let his mind erase
the truth within
“Was I Just Another One?”
Saturday 21st March 2020 3:58 pm
Born To Muse
In the hammering rain of last night
I slept the best I have all week
I slept deeper, longer
than I have done for months
And would you guess who I should meet there
on the dream stools
at the dream bar
ordering her dream gin
sliding me a dream beer
Well, you come here often
I don’t have to ask
I’ve seen you here so many nights before
but it has been a while
(and I’ve missed you)
Friday 8th November 2019 4:05 pm
Killer's Instinct
When the eyes do the wine effect,
When the lips turn aroma on…
When the halo transmits magnetism
My mind thinks a hundred times,
How she would be in real?
I mostly happen to see her image,
And there she is defying every age.
Miracle born, miraculous charm
She stirs me from beneath…
And I simply wonder who she is!
Novel attraction or a cute tease,
Emotions...
Wednesday 6th November 2019 10:55 am
I never sleep when...
I never sleep when
looking at you,
I never sleep when
counting your breaths,
I never sleep when
watching you dress,
when you serve a dish...
when you write a report...
or choosing wine...
I never sleep
when you're turning a page...
when you're sitting astride...
when you're folding your arms and
pushing your toes into me.
I never sleep...
Saturday 9th March 2019 2:38 pm
me?
A tulip blooms
In the effervescent sunshine of my heart,
A ray of light I alone
Could not have created,
For not until the birds no longer sing,
Or until the trees no longer grow,
Will my infatuation know its limits.
Your hair a melancholic autumn,
Shades of brown and hues of amber,
Your heart
A forgotten winter,
Made not by you,
But by those that came before I,
...Tuesday 3rd April 2018 3:20 am
m---y
m---y
“babe, here’s something i just wrote—i think you might like it! it goes like this:
‘the truthful glance you cast upon me felt like concrete poured into a casket
.it crushed me.
crushed me into a pulverized valentine’s card,
you know, the ones with sweet nothings smothered on a canvas donning a bleeding heart;
but this valentine’s card dared to push through to the other side of t...
Friday 23rd February 2018 6:44 am
Muddle Puddle
Eyes and lips
which
blossom from your carved face,
sugar skull, sherbert fizz.
To Mr, from Mz,
we really wanted to fuck this.
Turned my brain insane,
my tongue inside
out.
Caught in fog,
in haze, like cloudy lemonade;
a gaze, let's misbehave.
Infatuated,
I won't make it.
Too intense:
this forever pretence,
can't do more pretend.
Beg.
Take a hot hit,
bit by bit,
I got...
Monday 12th December 2016 4:31 pm
The Jagged Edge of Love
This must be my longest night
the moon laying its heavy light right down
this room swims in so much gossiping
conversations; always imagined and impossible
This must be my longest night
the blurred echoes of all we did ring ‘round
there’s no sleep to be had, just counting stars
and scenes replaying; rose or shit tinted now
I found the jagged edge of love
it cut right across my heaving...
Thursday 26th March 2015 3:40 pm
I Was the Reluctant Lover
I was the reluctant lover
She was a Goddess divine
I was not as brave as a man should be
And so her heart was never mine
Oh, am I the fool of legend
Am I the only one
Who loved and lost as I never tossed
My hat in the ring till the girl was gone?
And as I look at the picture
Her face and smile come to mi...
Tuesday 29th June 2010 1:29 am
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