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Love is MadnessThoughts of you
come upon me as a rampage
and I am crushed
beneath the weight of you.
Some part of me
deep within my mind
though my body still moves
I am caged
until you are near enough
to liberate me,
in your presence I truly awaken.
Love in the StormI wear Forget-Me-Nots in my hair
there are thunderstorms in your eyes
and I know you will shelter me
when the rain starts to fall.
We howl like wolves
when the sky lights up
and laugh like banshees
while becoming soaking wet.
But in the end, we keep each other warm,
the earth sinks beneath our bodies
your hair smells electric,
and you have the taste of spring upon your lips.
We do not ask for much
and yet we want more than
the world can offer,
we want eternity within each other's
arms, we want this moment
to have no end, we want a love
that conquers the universes.
Life made fighters of us both,
we wear our battle wounds,
but at the sound of your voice,
the sight of your smile,
the feel of your touch,
together we dissolve into tenderness.
We hold each other
through the night
and make love while the storm
rages around us,
and everything else fades away.
Life Without YouI know we made a mess of things,
and I don't know what I am doing here,
but I cannot seem to help myself,
I cannot stop thinking of you.
Maybe I am crazy,
and maybe others would not understand,
but it doesn't matter what the world thinks
as long as you are here holding my hand.
I know that things have broken apart,
and I can still see the fault line,
but we have preserved our own pieces,
and can make them whole again if we try.
Just as long as you hold on tight enough,
just as long as you don't let go this time,
just as long as we keep it together,
I know these fractures will mend.
They may think I am just giving in,
and letting you walk all over me,
but they don't know, they don't know
the nights we spent lying in bed alone
thinking of each other.
So much has changed
and so much is the same,
but you are not that man who once walked away,
I know, and you know,
that far apart we are both so fragile
even while we try to be strong.
But once we are together the whole world
couldn't tear us
Within Your HandsIt is all about your hands,
the way your fingers hold my breath,
and keep my heart beating steadily,
sometimes like birds in fleeting movements
I watch them weave patterns in the air,
and there are shadows upon the walls
which pass by like clouds, unannounced,
but you move them aside, make them vanish,
it is all without effort.
Your hands live their own lives,
they are my life and death
each finger is named for one of the Muses,
divine inspiration in its own right,
they give ambrosial pleasures,
they are eternal.
But what of the last one you ask,
that has passed unnamed,
it remains for me and me alone,
it is your mortal being
which can be forgotten sometimes
in the god-like creation your hands exorcise,
they even sculpt me, because they know
how to draw beauty out from even the most
In their silence much is said,
but they still harbor something of mystery,
I imagine they have their own dreams,
and there is much of us held within those
unseen, unattainable spaces.
The Gardens of Love"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you..I could walk through my garden forever" - Alfred Tennyson
Effortlessly I plant the seeds
within wakeful dreams,
with heartbeats and drawn breaths,
and the beating of moth wings.
They spread as Dandelions do
with only a breath, just a touch,
a whisper, a desire, a silent prayer,
and germinate within the soul.
And they are nourished
sometimes by flooding torrents,
it is well they can hold their breath
for endless eternities.
Their roots begin to spread
throughout the blood stream,
and create intricate systems
of knot work of nerve endings,
sensitive and quivering.
Blossoms burst forth in sudden
innumerable, they are ultra-violets,
and aquamarines, indigo,
they clash together,
without apology in a cacophony
of harmony, better than Eden
for its shameless, desperate, chaos.
And as long as I live
it must continue to grow,
seeds, by the t
Breath of LoveI love you with every breath,
my heart beats your name,
even from far away
you are still so close.
At nights I feel your touch,
and I know just the way
you would say my name,
the way you would look upon me
filled with passion and love
that runs to the depth of
You are a part of me,
the world does not make sense
without you, but as long as I know
you are out there somewhere,
that I live within your thoughts,
that your very essence seeks me out,
I know everything will be just fine.
Unbreak My HeartUnbreak my heart as
I put myself through limbo again,
the faces of the past swirl past
me like Dante's Purgatory,
the lost and broken lovers.
Old wounds open and
bleed black bile into my soul,
you are the one to take me away
from all of this and make
my heart beat again.
Forgive me my weakness
if I seem to tremble at our love,
if I seem to doubt, my trust in you
runs deep, and your love
keeps my head above water.
But I have grown accustomed
to living on the razor's edge,
and become gun-shy at times,
so at moments I may start to break.
Just hold me still
and never question my love in you,
keep close until the night passes,
have patience and faith and you
will never regret it.
Tears On My PillowAll the sad sad poetry
I used to write,
tear stained paper
crying in my pillow,
wishing tomorrow would never come,
and then I heard the phone begin to ring,
but I couldn't bear to answer,
I let it ring, and I let it ring,
until I heard your voice
and at first I could not believe,
it all must be some cruel joke,
but I couldn't pick the phone up fast enough,
with my heart in my throat,
and all the things that happened,
all the pain that was felt,
it seemed to disappear
you told me this wasn't over yet,
there was still hope for us,
and I let myself go, let myself go,
fell right back into your arms again,
you promised this time
to never let go
I was your lifeline
and you couldn't forgive yourself for letting me slip away,
but I just smiled and told you
to kiss me now, and never stop
no never stop.
Perfectly Flawed YouYou are so utterly,
though dripping with flaws,
each one is beautiful
in its own way,
you can be so maddening at times,
yet it is well worth it,
when you smile in your special way,
and say the words,
that only you could say,
you tell me I am the poet,
and you are gifted
earthly, graspable things,
but you are always the one
who knows what to say,
and how to say it,
if anyone else
compared my beauty to the stars,
it would sound
borrowed from a movie,
but there is
a purity of truth
in your words,
it is with such sincere
that you say
the most impossible things.
Only you know how
to navigate through
of my storms
and bring us both
to safe shores.
poetry for non-poetsI guess he was wrong when he said
'you are poetry'
because all you were made up of
were line breaks and phrases
that never, ever went together.
The disharmony between your heart and lungs
was something he liked listening to,
just thinking there was a thunderstorm in your chest
but never considering that maybe
you were hungry or drunk or hurting.
No. These were all so beautiful
and worth writing about in the dark.
But I guess the best decision he ever made
was to pull his head away from your shoulders,
take a good long look at your shaking form
and run farther than he ever thought
those bent knees could take him.
Still Alivei am the moon,
a painting in the sky,
don't trust me,
see, sins make us who we are;
tangled fate 'n
ends up in flames,
a circuit board love
in cigarette city
MoreMore than a friendship
But less than lovers
Intense passion of the moment
Frozen cold of rejection
Steeped in confusion
Perception outwardly together
Inwardly apart yet reversed
Not knowing the conclusion
Truthfully more than friends
But can never be uttered
Taboo for the world
Until a word suffices
A word that speaks volumes
Word that tells all but nothing
Just friends will have to do
Hate it and loathe it
But stuck with conformity
on writing and knowledgewe're made out of stories
little quotes and ideas
form our thoughts
make our souls
no-one is undefined
we choose what we believe
and call that 'knowing'
Those kinda Nights..Well girl its been a while
Since I've seen that beautiful smile
and I just can't go on like this
spending another night without your kiss
So this is what We're gonna do...
Grab that bottle of Maple Crown
We can head to the River if your feeling down
Turn up Blake Shelton's "Honey Bee"
and we'll throw a little party, just you and me
Dance right under the star light
Got me feelin so right
Pull you in a little tight
Girl, It just that kinda night
And just like the moon pulls on the sea
you have that gravitation on me
Forgive me If I tend to stare
but nights like this are far too rare
I just can't help feeling like this
When you deliver such an intoxicating kiss
Has me spinning round and round
its impossible to keep my feet on ground
So we strike that bonfire right on up
and pour a little more crown in the cup
And just keep wishing it would go on like this
cause being with you is internal bliss
But there are never enough nights like this
So we'll end it now, with just one, perfect ki
These Mysterious WoodsHave you
a place that only you know?
we all have
when these questions
I'd like to share
a place with you
in your heart
stories and names
that echo from woodland trees
as the ground releases mist
under the breeze
you see that path over there?
to the right
of the moss log
you sit upon
yes - that's the one
wild bramble patch
let's take a walk shall we?
you can hold my hand
needles of old pine
deeper in we go
shrubbery and berries
married to dew
sparkle when faint
do you see that?
shhh - now
we must be quiet
hehe - kiss from bubble
against your cheek!
can I hear the sound
of wood creaking?
my smile says
all you need
look - a whisper - over
The Wild HeartI wish, how I wish, I could just dismiss
that longing feeling, that search for a kiss
Its like I'm trapped between the heart and the mind
searching through feelings, yet coming up blind
My heart pushes forward, my conscience pushes back
and all the while I worry, if I'm on the right track
Am I too demanding? should I pull away?
Or do you long for my touch? Do you want me to say...
"That there is one thing worth more than gold
that slight chance for your heart I hold"
Yet I keep my own heart locked behind mental bars
for it has become a wild thing with too many scars
Yet these days it grows wilder still
for the sight of your heart, has caused much thrill
I can feel my heart beat quicken as you draw near
and how when your away, it almost stops in fear
There was a time when the mind had control
but the heart through a Koo, and the crown it stole
When the heart hit full run, it never knew to stop
It just blew up, and fell from the top
and when the entire body was in pain it claimed
*Stone Men*A world of stone men
Life's vitality frozen
Looked on with cold deadly eye
Medusa takes no prisoners.
Rocky friendshipsI have made some mistakes
So forgive me my friend
But if I could go back in time
I would do it again
Because the things that we do
Define just who we are
And I like what has become of me
I've come so very far
If you'd rather see me leave
Then i'd be more than happy to go
It beats releasing the caged bird
and waiting for it to come home
So when you miss me you let me know
If you care for me you let it show
If you need me don't try to hide it
IF you Love me don't let it go
The Art of LoveI inhale your scent
of your soul.
As you sleep
I am the gatekeeper
guarding your dreams.
quiver like drawn bow strings,
wanting, yet fearfully
you seem so fragile
in these moments.
When I dissolve
within your arms,
I know unequivocally
that nothing in the world
can touch me.
I know there are
monsters I cannot see
does not make them invincible.
I will venture
into those places
that seem so unattainable.
For you I can deny
all laws, and do
what cannot be done.
On your lips
is a taste of honeyed wine
You may be
my warrior priest
but I become dreamwalker
I am the nightmare
haunting your demons.
to go to war against
all possible worlds
just to keep that one
beautiful heart still beating.
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