Your gentle touches
Always leave my skin tingling.
Sometimes for hours
The Haiku Series by Tweedledee&Tweedledum
Your gentle touches
Always leave my skin tingling.
Sometimes for hours
The Haiku Series by Tweedledee&Tweedledum
My lips against yours
Your fingers slide inside me
I moan with curled toes
The Haiku Series by Tweedledee&Tweedledum
Soft glow of street lights
I see only your silhouette
Yet my lips find yours
The Haiku Series by Tweedledee&Tweedledum
There was nothing left
but memories
scattered everywhere
reminders,
of the empty space between fingers
and the lack of hearts
traced on foggy mirrors
I should have known
that our expiry date would come
Maybe I could have delayed it.
better I feel this hurt now
than when it’s too late to
forgive and forget.
– LunaTheInksane
We were:
Lies of kisses
Rumours of love
I was:
In love with the idea of falling in love
The world was: looking through kaleidoscopes
looking at how I was the same language as you
Unaware of the anagram I created to fit right in
But
Words are so overused
I’ve realised
my deconstructed anagrams are nothing but
jmubeld letters
– LunaTheInksane
Luna is the most beautiful young poet I’ve seen.
I confess, I’ve been in love with her ever since I first read her poetry. She’s going to stick around for a while and keep enchanting you guys.
PS. Admit it, her nom de plumeĀ is awesome