Trinity Writes
Trying to improve my writing so encouragement and feedback is greatly appreciated.
Trinity Writes
Trying to improve my writing so encouragement and feedback is greatly appreciated.
Trying to improve my writing so encouragement and feedback is greatly appreciated.
Trying to improve my writing so encouragement and feedback is greatly appreciated.
If your hand could reach inside my heart,
What would you do with it?
Feel the thick coat of warmth,
Feel the pulse of love,
Treasure my insides like a silkmoth.
Curl right there, dove.
Move with my shy breaths,
Squeeze my love nerves,
Can you sense the heave of my breasts?
While your eyes finger the water of my curves.
Quicker now, my heart paces.
The thudding of your love awakens.
You curl...
Sweethearts that have finally met,
gistening eyes, glimmering inside an empty room,
Empty house, warmed by the sun.
Her’s warmed by his sunny stare.
They’ll watch dust babies collect,
Blown by collective laughs,
Termites gnaw at his bone in mistake for housewood,
She’ll bite carefully too.
Rots seeps where weeds follow,
but conversation never falters,
Her words muffled by hanging skin,
He ca...
Bunnies can jump
I call it a binky
They eat plenty of hay
Most think it’s rather stinky
My first bunny was black,
A black sort of inky
She would jump and crack
I know that’s shes sinking
My love gone with little inkling
Bunny’s hop
I still call it binky
They can leap
They can race
They can seek
They can hide
They can thrive
I will try
but that’s about it....
I love how you cry.
Most when you make me swell
I love how you’re like me,
Even more when you’re so different
I love when you dance,
and when you shout over the music
I love your flushed passion,
and when you inspire me to create
I love your squinting laugh,
and how it makes me realise I’m less than straight.
I dont know what others want me to want
But I think I know I want you in my room...
“Im sorry,” Sugar gritted, “Will you please shake my hand?”
“What exactly are you sorry for?” Malakhi pressed, grinning.
“For whatever I did to.. annoy you.” Sugar was sure the hells didn’t burn as hot as her cheeks were.
“Saccharine, you’ll have to be a little more specific than that.” Malakhi drawled, twisting his neck towards the agitated girl.
“Im sorry for trying to exorcise you…” Sugar’...
Malakhi could only describe exsisting outside of Sugar’s life as hellfire, because it quite literally was.
Unless he was with Sugar, he was confiding in a hot, eternal pit. If Sugar had known this, she might’ve understood the lack of space between them and by proxy been more understanding of his ever-looming smoke. Yet that information hardly concerned their business so Malakhi kept it to himself...
“I think I just met the happiest person in the world!” Bonnie could practically taste the sarcasm on her own tongue.
“Did you now?” Sam enquired.
“A girl from Britain. She just moved to Townsville with her Dad.”
“Oh, yeah. Angelina right?” Sam nodded. Bonnie cringed at his delighted tone. “I met her this morning, bumped into her and had a pretty nice chat. She’s nice, I like her.”
“And the m...
At the begging of time
Beating hearts owned by lovers
Communicating merely through whispers
Destended to never meet
Even when the sun rises, the moon sets
For eternity, chasing after one another
Gods in love
Having never touched
Informing the other of their love through words
Just enough to stay connected
Killing their affections slowly
Lying and prying in against their desire to touch
More thi...