MinutesI'm thinking about your lips,Minutes6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
How they'll feel when I kiss them,
Warm, soft, sweet,
Slightly dampened by your tongue just seconds earlier.
I'm thinking about the noises we'll make,
Snuggled under the covers,
The quiet smack of our mouths as they move together,
The light whimpers as we tease and touch.
I'm thinking about waking up in your arms,
Feeling the beat of your heart against my ear,
Hearing your shallow breaths of slumber,
Inhaling the intoxicating scent of sleep on your skin.
Sixty seconds a minute,
Sixty minutes an hour,
Twenty-four hours a day,
I'm thinking of you.
Lesbian??I cant sit here and pretend that nothings wrongLesbian??6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant pretend that I don't mind
I cant tell u I don't mind if u date that guy
I cant tell you that im mad
I cant tell you why
Even if you don't notice
I cant tell you can i?
You wont notice
You never notice
I will just go
You will forget me
But I will never forget you
I Love You
I Love HerI see her walking by,I Love Her7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I see her laughing,
I see her smiling
Her voice like music,
Her eyes sparkling,
Her hair flowing
I Love Her
She is my best friend,
She is like my sister,
She is like family
I Love Her
Yes, we are both girls,
Yes, she doesn't know,
Yes, i'm terrified to tell her
I Love Her
It Wasn't Love At First SightI've never believed in love at first sight.It Wasn't Love At First Sight4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I mean, can you get a crush on someone at first sight?
Yeah, of course.
There's crush at first sight.
Lust at first sight.
But not love at first sight.
And when you and I met,
when you ran up to me,
it wasn't love at first sight.
Or crush at first sight.
Or lust a first sight.
It was "huh-she-might-be-nice" at first sight.
And when you first spoke to me,
saying breathlessly, "Are you in group 2?"
and I said, "Um yes,"
it wasn't love at first hear.
Or crush at first hear.
Or lust at first hear.
It was "thank-God-someone-friendly-to-hang-out-with" at first hear.
And when you squealed in delight
and hugged me,
it wasn't love at first touch.
Or crush at first touch.
Or lust at first touch.
It was "wow-this-girl-needs-help" at first touch.
But I had a feeling I'd like you anyway.
And I did.
We had so many things in common.
We never ran out of things to talk about.
Or random, weird, and just plain bizarre things to do.