Anaguiu57's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by anaguiu57 — There are currently 8 poems total — keep up the great work!

Unrequieted You moved among the flowers; those that yielded to your touch you picked. You held them in your hands and with your breath caressed them; their sweetness had you tricked. You placed them carefully in water, thinking so to make them last. And,... – *by Ana Lawton*	58 Views added 11 months ago	Rating
The Drowning You are an ocean. A tempest rages in you. You pull me in and under. I want to drown in you , to disappear into your current and drift within you. I want to taste your salt. I want my lungs to fill with you, to gasp for air and despair... – *by Ana Lawton*	11 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
The Drowning You are an ocean. A tempest rages in you. You pull me in and under. I want to drown in you , to disappear into your current and drift within you. I want to taste your salt. I want my lungs to fill with you, to gasp for air and despair... – *by Ana Lawton*	61 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Fairy Tales It's not the end of my world, though it sometimes seems that way. Is my sky finally ready to topple down, or is it just a cloudy day? Are all of the flowers that winter destroyed merely at rest until May? All the king's horses and all the king's... – *by Ana Lawton*	13 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Fairy Tales It's not the end of my world, though it sometimes seems that way. Is my sky finally ready to topple down, or is it just a cloudy day? Are all of the flowers that winter destroyed merely at rest until May? All the king's horses and all the king's... – *by Ana Lawton*	73 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Caress Me Caress me. Mold my skin to your preference and make of me your desire. Let your essence be an imprint on my soul, lest death take your name from my lips, and your mark upon my flesh dissolve to dust, that no one should know I once was yours. ... – *by Ana Lawton*	42 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Creative License I thought I was an empty page, and waited for a poet's thoughts to fill me. I thought I was a canvas, clean, and craved a painter's brush to shape me. I thought I was acoustic silence, and yearned for one perfect chord to free me. The poet's... – *by Ana Lawton*	54 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
An Invitation to Friendship Come to me as a leaf blown by the wind, unguided and unfettered. Without expectation, move on invisible wings over soft grass and hard ground. Feel yourself lifted and carried on a magical ride to uncertain places, knowing that your destination is... – *by Ana Lawton*	2 Views added 1 year ago	Rating