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Bubbly Nov 2010
You keep me waiting

I wait, I wait, I wait...

Just a little longer now
I know it
I do

Soon
You'll be here

I just have to wait

Wait for love
Wait for bliss
Wait for you

Be patient

Wait it out
Just wait it out

Expectancy
Just wait

Seconds
Minutes
Hours

.
.
.

I'm still waiting for you

I wait and wait and wait...

Any moment now
I think you'll show
I count on you

Maybe someday
You might appear

I keep wasting time

Waiting on a presence
Waiting on a touch
Waiting on you

Be strong

Wait for my turn
Wait for it to come
Restlessness
I wait

Days
Weeks
Months

.
.
.

I waited for so long

Waited, waited, waited some more

You never came
I should've known
I trusted

Time traveled backwards
I stared the clock

And waited

Waited for you

I'm in line
I'm last
Maybe
One day
I'll be
The last
One
Standing
For you.
Bubbly Nov 2010
Bare it all
Take it all

My pride
My greed
My apathy
Deliver me of
My spite
My rage
My gluttony
Strip me not of my lust
I will strip naked for you

Bare it all
I crave your body
Take it all
Urgently, touch me

Infinitely
Bubbly Dec 2010
I feel your heart.
It's beating through your back.
I feel it in my chest.
It's changing the rhythm of my own.
Bubbly Mar 2011
Truth:
I am alone
I am lost
I am numb

It was easier
And far less embarrassing
To tell you:
"Please, **** me again..."
Than to admit the truth
To myself
To you
Bubbly Nov 2010
I went straight to bed last night
Overlooking the shower entirely
I saw my reflection, barely dressed
Evidence of you all over my body
I eased into a tranquil sleep
With you on my mind
I woke up long before dawn
Welcoming a familiar soreness
I untied my hair--
And surrounding me, in suspension
All I could smell
All I could breathe in
Was you
Bubbly Jul 2011
Standing proud
Standing tall
Standing empty

Were you sweet, salty, sour or bitter
as you touched the tip of her tongue?

Insertion of jagged knife
Above my navel
Below my xyphoid
An area as delectable and soft
As the elixir you contained.

Your neck has been
Played with
Fumbled with
Her lipstick smears on your jaw
Traces of sweet notes
Leading the way
Down, down
All the way
To your base

You are deafeningly silent
But I hear what happened -
so loud -
Yet I say nothing
Because if I crack your delicate crystal
You'll only be worthless to me
Bubbly Nov 2010
I revealed
Everything
To you, love

Now I ache
Everyday
For you, ****
Bubbly Nov 2010
the way
I spin
you leave
I'm twisted
 
the way
you care
I share
you're wanted
 
the way
I scream
you listen
I'm wasted
 
the way
you try
I lie
you're trusted
Bubbly Nov 2010
To your eyes,  seriously studying my body
To your fingers, slowly sliding down my sides
To your lips, softly pushing against my neck
To your hair, slightly tickling my thighs
To your face, steadily finding my grooves
To your hips, stubbornly grinding my  own
To your heart, shamelessly rejecting my soul

I'm indifferent.
Bubbly Nov 2010
snowflake on my heart
melting in this storm of beats
has drowned my last breath
Bubbly Dec 2010
Your bedroom is always so dark, an empty void.
I could really use this line as a metaphor to describe my heart, but I won't.
I'm not fond of metaphors to tell you the truth, and you never understand them anyway.

Your bedroom is always so dark,  but not quite pitch black.
There's an artificial cerulean glow coming from your clock's display, which is a tad large for my taste.
And to be honest, it irritates me some, I like the red alarms quite more.

Your bedroom has a very plain bed, where we like to snuggle.
I curl up with you to intensify my persuasions - it's no secret - and I'm okay with it for now.
I'm usually the spoon  and you're the noodle, but we both agree that the pretzel is that much more amazing.

Your bedroom has a very plain bed, on which we amaze each other.
The single blanket we lay under, sometimes over, is covered in me, because of you.
I always laugh a little, and think that you sleep with me every night, even when I'm not in your room.

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