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Little hands, little toes
Little eyes, and little nose
Perfection in all you were to be
The angel you were to me
You never did see the light of day
Never learned how to play
Skinned knees
Allergic to bees
We will never know if you would have been
Will never guess what gave you your first grin
The laughter you could have shared
The pain you might have had to bear
The shine in your eyes, what color?
When would you have called me mother?
Chances to dive in the water and learn to swim
Or get in a fight and get kicked out of gym.
Nothing like that would come your way
Not matter how hard I could have prayed
Forever I could have held you to my heart
Not let go, never have to part
Things happen, of this I know
Still, the pain refuses to go
Tomorrow you would have been four years old
And tonight, I wish for a heart that’s cold
Numb me to the memories I cannot have
Apply to my broken heart, a healing salve.
Never forget the you that I can’t see
Never forget all you meant to me.
Little eyes, and little nose
Perfection in all you were to be
The angel you were to me
You never did see the light of day
Never learned how to play
Skinned knees
Allergic to bees
We will never know if you would have been
Will never guess what gave you your first grin
The laughter you could have shared
The pain you might have had to bear
The shine in your eyes, what color?
When would you have called me mother?
Chances to dive in the water and learn to swim
Or get in a fight and get kicked out of gym.
Nothing like that would come your way
Not matter how hard I could have prayed
Forever I could have held you to my heart
Not let go, never have to part
Things happen, of this I know
Still, the pain refuses to go
Tomorrow you would have been four years old
And tonight, I wish for a heart that’s cold
Numb me to the memories I cannot have
Apply to my broken heart, a healing salve.
Never forget the you that I can’t see
Never forget all you meant to me.
Literature
First time making love
Trembling lips gently graze
while soft hands explore
stimulating me,
for whats in store
A trail of kisses
Down the small of my back
Enticing me,
My body reacts.
A brush of fingertips
Gently trace every outline
Melting me,
With love undefined
Heartbeats accelerate together
Racing at new speeds
Hypnotizing me,
Desire succeeds
Bodies embracing one another
A sharing of heart and soul
Filling me,
Making me whole
Sensuality ignited by every touch
Bonding through love and lust
Giving me
An exchange of trust
Minds losing innocence
Trusting and loving the best we can
Accepting me,
For who I am.
Embraces of more than flesh
Literature
I Want To Feel You
I Want To Feel You
So long...
It seems...
Since I...
Have seen your face
So hard...
It feels...
To be...
Without you in the same place
I want...
To hold...
You close...
More than anything...
It's so cold!
And I know!
I just want to reach out for you,
And not let go!
I want to feel you!
Smell you!
Taste you!
More than anything
More than anything...
One day...
I know...
You'll come...
To me and never leave
I hear...
Your voice...
Telling me...
That in love you'll always be
I want...
To hold...
You close...
More than anything...
It's so cold!
And I know!
I just want to reach out for you,
And not let go!
I w
Literature
To the man I love
To the man I love,
The moment I set my eyes on you, I know and I was certain that you were the one I have been waiting for all my life. After you touched my heart, I never had a single doubt, that what I felt for you was what real love was all about. As long as you are in my life, there's nothing I can't do, for the greatest joy I've ever known has come from loving you. You are the depths of my soul, the light in my heart and the air that I breathe.
My love, the longer we're together, the more I realize how much I need you – I realize how much it means to have your love, your support, your understanding. The longer we're together, the more
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03/15/09 Edit: I am so touched by all the favs and the DLD this was given. I hope it will continue to touch those who read it.
I know I have written a few poems before on this subject. But this one is specifically in honor of what would have been my Micah's 4th year. It is hitting me pretty hard this year. So please pardon the somberness of this work.
Understanding the pain and guilt a parent can feel over a miscarriage is very hard. Sadly, in most cases, the reasons why it happens are not discovered, as such was my case. The questions that are left can bring much pain and doubt. The 'what ifs' are insurmountable. It can be almost crushing. And even with the passage of time, scars that deep are still there. You feel anger, sadness, wonder, and regret.
If you know of someone who has had this happen, please reach out to them. A listening ear, even a silent one, can sometimes be one of the best things for them. You don't have to understand, just be there.
~Deviant-Publishing has my permission to use in their gallery, and to publish it.
I know I have written a few poems before on this subject. But this one is specifically in honor of what would have been my Micah's 4th year. It is hitting me pretty hard this year. So please pardon the somberness of this work.
Understanding the pain and guilt a parent can feel over a miscarriage is very hard. Sadly, in most cases, the reasons why it happens are not discovered, as such was my case. The questions that are left can bring much pain and doubt. The 'what ifs' are insurmountable. It can be almost crushing. And even with the passage of time, scars that deep are still there. You feel anger, sadness, wonder, and regret.
If you know of someone who has had this happen, please reach out to them. A listening ear, even a silent one, can sometimes be one of the best things for them. You don't have to understand, just be there.
~Deviant-Publishing has my permission to use in their gallery, and to publish it.
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