Stella Leanna
Member
Once again, I fail at conjuring up a title appropriate for the poem. But yeah, it does kinda fit (haha) but I think there's a better title for it! So like the thread title said, this is another one of my randoms, but it still needs work. Comments, corrections, suggestions, all will be appreciated. Thank you.
PS. Don't pay attention to form anymore. It sucks. =)
Locked in a room with you...
Nothing but us, swirling bits of dust and memories,
And the faint glow of an orange lightbulb,
Outlining our faces in golden shadows,
As we stare at each other in silence.
You take a step closer towards me,
And I lean back against the wall with doubt and fear,
Unwilling to give in to the radiance
Emanating from your brilliant eyes...
You corner me and place one hand on my shoulder,
The other cupping my chin
And the flame of desire inside me bursts, and I melt,
Feeling your burning kisses, forever to be scars on my body.
And the bulb goes out, but instead of seeing darkness,
I see your eyes, still aflame with intense passion...
And once again we are inseparable,
Held together by our love, by time and space...
And the lightbulb flickers.
PS. Don't pay attention to form anymore. It sucks. =)
Locked in a room with you...
Nothing but us, swirling bits of dust and memories,
And the faint glow of an orange lightbulb,
Outlining our faces in golden shadows,
As we stare at each other in silence.
You take a step closer towards me,
And I lean back against the wall with doubt and fear,
Unwilling to give in to the radiance
Emanating from your brilliant eyes...
You corner me and place one hand on my shoulder,
The other cupping my chin
And the flame of desire inside me bursts, and I melt,
Feeling your burning kisses, forever to be scars on my body.
And the bulb goes out, but instead of seeing darkness,
I see your eyes, still aflame with intense passion...
And once again we are inseparable,
Held together by our love, by time and space...
And the lightbulb flickers.