• Love
    • DarkAngle
    • Hurt and lost why do all guys have to be the same???? Fuck I hate this!!!


    You kiss me so erotically.
    you touch me so temptingly.
    you make me feel weak.
    the exotic feeling of love
    runs through me.
    you gentaly kiss my neck
    i let out a weak breath.
    you have made me feel this weakness,
    but i am scared.
    I've never felt this way before.
    you, so pure me, so unclean.
    how could this happen?
    is it just a dream?
    i kiss you good bye and say good night,
    but in my mind i stay in your arms as you tell me you love me!

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    DarkAngle’s Poems (10)

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    not sure yet 0
    not sure yet 0
    cameron 1
    CCT 0
    To the one I loved 2
    cut 2
    untitled 2
    dweller of darkness 0
    Slit Vien 1
    Slit!! 4