Last NightI can still feel your touchLast Night by StainedHand
Probably because you were here last night
Even though we weren't supposed to
You still come to me when you two fight
It started off so innocent
We were having such a good time
Then I kissed you first
And a part of me wished you were mine
Then of course came the sensations
You brought me to the brink
While you were ready to finish
I suddenly felt my heart sink
So I let you walk away
I let you button up your shirt
You just looked so god damn lost
And seeing your pain made me hurt
But I know where I stand with you
Although it still really pains me
Since you left with false goodbyes
Your choice is plain to see
Going GreekIt’s strange,Going Greek by StainedHand
I never thought it would happen
But suddenly that’s where I was
With sixteen girls
Whom I have never met before.
We were to call each other
I didn’t even know their names.
So they’re bonding
And I was left sitting
Off to the side.
While they grew closer,
Trying to multi-task.
It’s a struggle,
I’ll find out soon
If this is where I belong.
And try to remember their names.
The Parties, and the One That LeftGasping softly, you kiss meThe Parties, and the One That Left by StainedHand
and my eyes flutter closed.
Clutching your shirt I begin
to want more as a slow burn
starts alight inside of me.
It consumes my common sense,
your touch makes me ache and all
I desire you give me.
Your body, your very soul,
Everything I crave from you...
Until your eyes lock with mine
and a cold runs right through me.
clouds your eyes, as it does mine.
And your girlfriend is calling.
As I dress and stumble up,
as your neglected phone rings,
you stand there looking so lost.
But we already know your
choice, so I toss you your phone,
Not crying, but still hurting
as you answer "Hello, love."
Poetry AnalysisI was given poetryPoetry Analysis by AsterGirl
Told to pin
her arms and legs
down on my paper;
Take my pen & tear her open
Expose her limbs
And rearrange her vertebrae
to fit my selfish needs
But what the teacher doesn't know
is I already let mine escape
Clutching to the secrets
that still remain inside her
Where they belong