I handed him my heart
I knew I was taking a chance
But I felt like it worth taking
He took it from my hands
He held it close
And he held it tight
I knew it would be safe with him
I knew he would protect it
Little by little he gave me his
He knew I would love it
And knew I...
His tender touch ignites my senses making my body crave him more.
I close my eyes as he traces my curves.
He reaches down in between my legs...
I bite my lip with anticipation, wanting what will come next.
Please don't stop...
As I was saddling my horse, the image of you was running in my head..I'm no manic,but I keep on seeing your face and your naked body...i am craving to touch and feel you again... I know it's not possible.
I feel a pinch in my being... it's called regret.
i come walking over to you with out saying a word take your hands slowly in mine entwining our fingers i kiss the palms of your hands lick slowly each finger teasing tasting i gently pull you to you feetand kiss your collar bone as you rise pressing myself against you as...
from his reality
He gave me all of his secrets
He thought I was his remedy
He longed for some acceptance
He let me hear his story
He was just a simple man
Not looking for praise or glory
He kept his pure face hidden
Afraid to let anyone see
But when I put my hands on him
The eyes lock, hearts skip, like a deer standing in front a train in the twilight. "What are you doing here?", I think I was waiting for you! And so it began, like any fairy tale come Hollywood saga...tbc
I can't wait till you ache for me - I can’t wait till you crave me - I think about what might go on inside your mind - but I really just want it to be me - so I tease you - I tie you - I nurse from you till all of you aches for me - then I wonder no more - because I know it is...
-The way someone looks when they see something from their childhood.
-The look in someone's eyes before they are kissed by someone they have been waiting to kiss for a long time.
-The look someone has when they first wake up.
-Seeing goosebumps on someone's arm when they listen...
Oh words they only bring me complication,
And when it comes to love,
I'm useless just full of bad excuses,
And confessions gone unheard.
If only I could find a way,
To say it like them poets say,
Sing a sweet and simple serenade,
Directly to your heart.
If only I could speak...
I am very passionate for life, but I can neve fell the passion. I learned at a young age how to shut down my emotions. I learned how to shut down my emotions when my parents would fight. I learned how to shut down my emotions when I saw people hurting and...
or feel very strongly about, i can be very passionate. However, there's not alot of things that i have great passion, for i'm not into alot of things therefore i'm limited to only a few. I think having passion for the things we enjoy is a good sign. Besides, it's needed when...
my last EVER story posted on this amazingly incredible site. I logged on many years ago trying to create something private for myself, growing up in a house where everything off mine was controlled, and I found EP to give me the perfect solution/ get way to my problem. So thank...
Love I believe in love
I've known it
The pounding heart
the lack for breath
the heavy sighs
being alone in a crowded room
falling into her eyes
and drowning forever
Every sensation sacred
to touch her
to taste her
The sound of her...
that society is brainwashed into believing that they should find their passion in the life....meaning their career! Well I have news. Passion is not about your job, it's about how you live your live. Work is only a part of life and our society (and our employers) have us...
Do you always aim to please?
Would he get down on his knees
To give you what you need?
Would she do the same?
Does she say your name?
Does she bear no shame?
Is it all in vain?
Do his lips taste of sweet sin?
Can you feel the love within?
Where do we begin?
From the top and down...
Lot of dirty work, roll up your sleeves,
Remember there's a war out there,
So come prepared to fight!
You never know where the road leads you,
Not everyone's gonna believe you,
And even though they're wrong, don't prove them right.
recognize the intensity of the feeling. Its consuming, dominating, a feeling that burns like fire. Its apart of me and It asserts itself in all aspects of my life. I desire to give everything and more in strive and effort. And to be a passionate lover. Romance and passion... oh...
broken for so long now that I believed it myself. But here is the thing ...
I have been burned and never once turned to ashes. I have been torn into a million pieces and still managed to hold myself together.
I am not broken or weak...I am indestructible
I bend without...
While the word passion for me is usually first thought of in a romantic context, I (probably as many people do) feel it CAN describe how one seeks to totally live their lives. I believe that each day I can make the choice to see it as another boring day or to savor each moment...
I don't normally form romantic attachments since I rarely trust people enough to let them get that emotionally close but when I do, I am one of the most passionate people you will ever meet.
Whenever I kiss someone, I make sure to be very passionate about it, even if it's...
that I care and like someone. whoever I like, or am with will always know that they can trust me, be open with me, cry on my shoulder, play and laugh with me, and that I will do little special things to show them everyday how much I love them. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend...
all alone, flying blind
I've seen it all, I've been around
I've been lost and I've been found...
I've got a ways to go on this ride
But I've got a hand to hold, that fits just right
You make me laugh, you make me high
You make me wanna hold on tight
I'm a very passionate person. When I fall in love, which I do quite easily, I give my whole heart intensely to the other guy involved. My supposed sweetheart and I have had our share of bouts where we left each other to try new people, but we always came back to each other...
the entire vastness of the universe is defined into a single moment of time and space, and all mystery is washed away by the gentle waves of a love and knowing far too supreme for any words to describe...
are a wild horse running alone and he tries to tame you;
Compares you to an impossible highway,
To a burning house;
Says you are blinding him -
That he could never leave you, or forget you, or want anything or anyone but you.
You dizzy him, you are unbearable.
Every woman before...
surgery. I was a nervous wreck. Someone who knew nothing about me or her, reached out to me. He was kind, he was sweet, and he helped me get through that stressful day. I never expected anything to come of it, but I can't imagine my life without him now. He has unwavering...
where stars caress my eyes tintiling bright... I dream with waken eyes wondering...about life,about love,about past and future and most importantly,about present.My dreams fly with the cold wind hoping to touch even for a moment that soul who will make me happy...coz I am,and I...
I'm reliving each moment each touch, which only increases my craving for you again today.
Your long raven colored hair flowing over you shoulders, falling over your breast.
Your perfectly shaped ruby red lips.
The sleekness of your legs, and the fullness of your breast. All...
I feel so much! I feel happiness, sadness, grief, love, etc. very intensely. I do everything with so much enthusiasm and energy. I dream big. And even when I'm dreaming simple it's always so vivid. How can I describe this other than I feel the moment. If I'm walking...
I have been trying to find a woman all my life. Not that I have not found any. But I have not found the one that I am looking for. One can not advertise on finding love. How can someone find a good partner for life?
Just For A Moment
Like a picked rose
your wilted petals
are becoming more visible than your beauty...
So onto thee
my gentle weathered friend
I place my lips
upon your cheek
my hands upon your head and like a tired child you melt into me
I can see how sad you are...
It floods my senses in good memories of childhood where I felt full of energy and adventure spending hours outside playing alongside nature. Those moments you remember speeding down the street in your bike using no hands, hair flying behind you and the smell of flowers begin to...