Hebrew King

PRO MEMBER

26100

Welcome to my vibes. I hope you enjoy my energy. Be safe, God bless, write it with your chest! Site Rank GENERAL
Total poems		221
Lifetime Views		61130
Total poems - 7 days		6
Total poems - 30 days		24
Total poems - 90 days		89
Total poems - 365 days		111

you need to login or register to leave a comment

Read This Slowly

CATEGORY

romance

Read into me, feel my silken pages,

absent of a literal touch, but for

whatever the reason, present is still

your heart that smiles.

Kiss me now if you must while no one

is looking, a mystery in itself, but you

don’t need to ask your lips, how?

It will come as natural as smelling a

bouquet of your own roses, as simple

as the metaphor, ‘take my breath

away right now!” Hmm

Read into me even more, let my

timeless passages uplift your soul,

placing you closer within my attain.

Let every letter be moistened by

your warm breath, Mm, if that

isn’t what I’d call the softest rain.

For who would need an umbrella

when I could stand the thoughts of

you falling down on my mind for

all of my days.

Respectfully, King

You must be registered to leave a comment. Registration is FREE.

COMMENTS


		love_supreme says: Excellent write. poems by this commentor Black Is Beautiful Something Special Kool-Aid
		Hebrew King says: And much thank to you love_supreme. May the rest of your day continue to carry on with peace. poems by this commentor Melanin Sands Neptune Be the Light

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Hebrew King

If It Ends With Me

The moment I met you, with my

mind out in space, the world

seemed to stop spinning.

Time unmoored in an instant,

and ever since, I have longed to

know your beginning—

and if it ends with me.

My Beloved

My Beloved,

let me strip the cloth away,

slow as a turning season.

I want the whole architecture,

the holy fractures first.

You are stunning when hidden,

but naked—

you are a beautiful blasphemy.

Act 1

Hold me like a cadence—

one that claims to whole on my

mind.

A pull so binding, we wouldn’t

regret what we left behind.

In the spaces between, our voices

carry light with every breath.

Let’s share a bond so seamless,

each exhale feels like a reflex.

Two minds bending—

beyond where the sun sets,

yonder where the moon rests.

Undoing

Fall into my arms and let

yourself be like Autumn,

till the season passes slowly

stripping me of my veils.

May I be a bare branch in the

end—

locked in a winter that forgets

the world, but knows I shall

reveal no secrets.

Keep me warm under your

breath where you gently

hold the found honesty of

what I am when faced

with change.

Safe Harbor

A sweet serenade is your heart,

while I lay my head on your chest.

It livens me,

yet it lowers me into its depths,

allowing me to rest

—assured.

Two Souls Bound

Her cosmos is understood.

He evokes stars around her

crown like Saturn’s reign.

All he knows is to honor her

vastness,

giving space for her

power to sustain.

He allows her to pull him close;

she is gravity, as she leans on the

girth of his frame.

They are tethered by one sacred

rule, to complement equally—

two souls bound in the universe’s

name.

Rooted Over Stars

She touched me, not with her

hands,

but with an open mind to truly

let me in.

She anchored me in a consistent

truth,

holding me in a stillness that

leaves me scared of the end.

My cosmic lover—she is no mere

whisper,

but an open declaration for all

to hear, breathing us into

existence.

Rooting for us over the stars,

for our whole bodies to meld,

awakening an ancient

reminiscence.

Gravitational Pull

Where have you gone?

I mean, how have you been?

Because, of course, you could

never leave my thoughts.

I keep returning to the orbit

where we used to meet,

where we’d share insights,

but the absence leaves me blind.

My words are blurred;

I can’t seem to focus them,

for they don’t spell much without

your clarity.

I try my best to leave and vow to

never return,

yet a faint grasp tugs at me to be

patient.

And so, I will keep existing, here,

if you need me…

Take My Hand

"Every minute that ticks by

without you at my side

is a reason to tell the clock that

it’s time is up—

take my hand."

—JG @2026

Oxygen

High above all else,

we whisper confessions,

palming our giggles so they

won’t get out.

For she makes up for every

good breath ever withheld

from me, pressing my chest

gently with lips to my mouth.