The Sweetest Thing,
was the parting of your lips
as I kissed them.
Intoxicating, they were as
I drank, breathing life into
my being.
– A.W
The Sweetest Thing,
was the parting of your lips
as I kissed them.
Intoxicating, they were as
I drank, breathing life into
my being.
– A.W
Our love was a language that they
Could never fathom for it was
Intricate in itself, terrifying and
Beautiful all at once.
A.W
Sometimes I run out of things to say in fear of speaking without thinking.
And then were lost in this deafening silence that bleeds me.
Emptiness.
It kills me.
A.W
We were like jagged and crooked
puzzle pieces trying to find a place
to fit but never could, for life had
cut us too deeply.
So we searched for our place among
the others in hopes of escaping our
solitude and finding acceptance but
the world showed us cruelty,
we only saw its darkness.
Misfortune had placed her veil upon us.
Again.
It was within ourselves where we decided
to look for meaning and purpose.
The true essence of our souls.
Still do we.
A.W
And that night we clung to each other
helplessly, longing to fill ourselves with
one another we ventured deep within
our souls in search of our own ecstasies.
He sought to discover me, every part,
and lost himself as we collided and
exploded among a bed of stars that
lay for us.
I could feel myself awaken as our
bodies melted and became one,
and I was freed.
I had never felt more alive.
A.W
Why does the night seem so endless?
I had once thought it was your absence
the empty space you no longer held
But I was consumed and plagued by
the thoughts that ran rampant through
my mind, they kept me awake
And they were of you
Always of you
A.W
I wanted to believe I was beautiful
but cracks in the mirror
society’s twisted ideals
and my own self image
left me empty.
And I could never fill the void.
A.W