Love – Page 2 – buildpoetry

Bones

August 17, 2021August 12, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a green hand caressing the palm of yellow's in a gentle manner. Their nails painted neon pink.

I care for you

In a way that seeks no return

As if it were etched deep into my bone

You will always have a home.

Hair

August 16, 2021August 12, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with yellow person brushing their hands through strands of hair, nails painted neon blue. Their hair is long and neon pink and they are wearing a green bra.

Let me brush your hair

Strand by strand

They intertwine with mine as I lean down.

And if I comb this entire lifetime

I hope the gods will allow us to meet

In each and every lifetime.

Home

August 15, 2021July 29, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with parts of a naked, green person sitting down with their hands leaning on their left knee, nails painted neon pink.

The scent of you lingers on my clothes

And it reminds me of home

Even though I used to find it cumbersome,

I guess I finally found my home

Feel

August 14, 2021July 29, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a blue hand holding onto pink's hand, stretching it above. Their nails are both painted neon yellow.

I feel as though I can’t get enough of you.

As if I want to sink underneath your skin,

And hold your beating heart in my palm.

Like your whole existence was made for someone like me

And your eyes were made just for me to see.

The same way I was made for you to see

Or the way that I came to be.

To part

August 13, 2021July 29, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pink hand at the centre. The hand is held up with fingers spread out as if to reach for something above it. The nails are painted neon yellow.

At times I think I’m selfish.

If everything were to end,

But we can stop it from happening,

Should it mean we would be eternally apart

I would rather let it burn down

Than for us to part.

Far away

August 8, 2021August 6, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of pink hands curved in motion as if holding someone's face in front of them - their nails painted neon yellow.

I’m being greedy, I know

But suddenly I want to see your face show

Though I’ve never even seen it so

I feel your hurt so far away

And it makes me wish I could take that pain away.

Hold

August 5, 2021July 29, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of green hands holding onto one another, fingers interlocked with neon blue nails.

I’ll hold you like you haven’t been held

Gently as you sleep.

I’d like to tell you how my feelings are unparalleled,

But despite my writings, I’d rather things like that be felt

Because I’ve heard so many words in the past

To find that nothing has lasted

So I won’t take this for granted

Like I once did in the past.

In vain

August 4, 2021July 29, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of pink hands, fingers interlocking. The left arm is held over at the top, as if leaning on a head. Their nails painted neon yellow.

Pain is dreaming of you

Over and over and over again.

Don’t appear in vain,

I don’t want to see you ever again.

A day

July 26, 2021July 23, 2021 buildpoetry1 Comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of blue hands and pink fingertips - one hand is leaning onto the wrist of the other.

Let’s wrap this up

And call it a day.

I’ve cried enough

And I’ve done more than enough

So please, let’s just call it a day.

About you

July 25, 2021July 29, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of hands. The yellow hand is held up and the blue hand is holding onto its wrist in a restrictive manner. They have neon pink fingernails.

I didn’t do it to hurt

But that I couldn’t cure my own hurt.

It’s not out of lack

But rather my own lacking.

How egoistical must you be

To make it about you?