Fictional Love (Twilight Lovers?)
His beautiful words
cut me deeply
in a tragically wonderful way;
making me long for his breath to
brush against my skin.
His body magical,
strong and unearthly like,
I beg to touch;
immersing my small frail body
in his safe arms.
His breathtaking eyes,
fiery and possessive;
I long to be captured in his;
piercing my simple brown eyes,
with his irresistible
gaze.
I long to brush his lips
with my own;
capturing his breath,
tasting each other;
twisting our tongues
in a silent rhythm.
The raw need,
undisguised and blunt;
I beg to let go
and explore the depths of each other;
I long to be his.
I crave more than
the fictional character.







This poem is so nice. I also write poems, but I think they’re boogus. I wish I could write poems this beautiful. More power, Olivia
Awwww thank you Mikayla, that’s so sweet. I’m sure your poems are beautiful!! It’s all about practice too
nice poem olivia
keep it up
take care ..
Thank you for reading ^_^ so sweet!