I am sorry i let you bleed, that i pushed you till the cuts were so deep.
I gave you the blade, stood there and watched as you bleed out, i might of well have.
As you slump to the...
I have learned to simply refrain from expressing my fears and pain to her. Having them met with a silent disdain offers me no comfort or relief and no doubt adds to her discomfort...
Since I moved to the Middle East in 2009, I kept a journal. I didn't write in it everyday, but I did write in it faithfully. I expressed my innermost feelings, sorrows, passions...
I express myself best in writing. When I'm talking to someone (especially when I don't understand my role in that situation), I tend to overstep. I like to write stories on EP...
On Thriving and Surviving
Surviving is to continue to live or exist, especially in spite of danger or hardship. I have been surviving all of my life. To survive is to tap into a...
I have deep and complex thoughts and I can carry these thoughts through conversations with myself in my head, but I can never get them out of mouth, sometimes not even onto paper...
Make me taste the salty sea upon your fervent lips.
I'll savor it as well, from the sweat upon your skin.
The fierceness of your needs, so blatant in your eyes,
Barely contained in...
Do you ever feel like jumping off of a cliff, just to see where it takes you?
Just to see if the wind would carry your weight?
Are you too full of bravado to admit your mistakes...
Falling in and soaking in his lust filled pools.
Sliding into the depths of the black ink.
Never gasping or struggling.
Enjoying being submerged while our desires are in sync...
I need to write like I need to breathe, but lately there is no place for my words to fall. I am tired of being all over the map looking for a place to land.
I have a therapist...
In an island far far away
Is where I live day by day
Wake up every morning
Sometimes sunny, sometimes storming.
Everyday like a machine
I go through the same routine
Sometimes, when navigating this cumbersome vessel through a squall, I over-compensate, the surge hits starboard and it's... man overboard!
The light in my eyes, wild with desire for you is real. You will not see my soft underbelly, my angelic side. That is not what I want to use you for today. I don't need tenderness...
The room is warm, almost to warm
You're on your knees and naked
The cold steel of the handcuffs excite you
You are ready, so willing
Desire is wet and running down your legs
I'm just wondering why I haven't found the right forum/network/platform/whatever that suits my need to communicate with people through music. I have last fm, just joined soundcloud...
i felt arousal
i called him up
sexed in the afternoon
brought pleasure for both
i walked out his door
i smiled at myself
still in love with you
Between my message and your reply hours of longing
Sweet pain, that's how I can describe my feeling
Happiness, mixed with passion .. is your words' flavour
Like a hot liquid...
Don't know but sometimes I am not able to speak freely through mouth.
You know that feeling? That feeling of hope?
It's out there, somewhere
It could be, well, anywhere
Where, Where, Where
Hope is somewhere...
I think I've got separation anxiety!
She's only been gone a couple of days
And I find myself pacing back and forth...
Back and forth, porch to kennel...kennel to porch,
The was no internet connection. I've tried to fix it but it just doesn't want to work. And I don't seem to putting this computer off of my hands, even though i have three tests...
Things in my life have been dark but I love the sun, even if I get burned in the end
My life is a puzzle
And you are the missing piece.
As we grow up, we realize it is less important to have lots of friends, and more important to have real ones.
I didn't know I was wrong because I wanted to know I was right.
My body aches for your touch
To feel you on my skin
You're hot breath in my ear
Hands caressing my chest
Feeling your desires
To have me within
To be one
Like a feather distanced Hello you touched my soul, sliding down my skin, gently, caresely, fully, everywhere... Unnoticed by my attention to your softness...You made my heart beat...
"If I Were A Gemini" By Mary 6/24/14 6:24 P.M. Tuesday
I would think that I was a twin with this war within
Unfounded,ungrounded emotional feeling as of a roller coaster ride
I didn't know I was so easy to leave
Caring means needing to speak
I looked for your words for days
Sadly the worst, it's an empty page
If you could not, it should be said
When faucets drip dry and the water is still
When conscious are the rhythmic measures instead of the zill
Journeys have an end and knowledge is reserved
Arguments can be silenced...
We protect and love those who love us, for we need their love to love us back. It's a beautiful process being done in a beautiful and elegant matter, beautifully.
Billy Collins is one of my favorite poets. He shares his wisdom about writing in this poem:
Advice to Writers
Even if it keeps you up all night,
wash down the walls and scrub...
You let me see your intimate world and I loved loving it.
“aycha”, A beautiful, wonderful and strong person. I like all of her comments, replies and views; consider being lucky to meet a person like her. She is so good in her views...
Your love makes me beautiful. I love being beautiful. My life is beautiful because you are in it.
These words will be few, so I shall use them wisely.
The people I have met in this new experience of life, this website. Have been many, each person with different personalities...
no matter what is occurring in my life.. i am liking it or not..i want to die at moment of agony..but my dear beloved ALLAH ..i am in love with u..because i know this,that u will...
Life is hard enough, too many obstacles and relatively short. But kissing and love making shall be just the opposite: easy, long and without reservation. That is my dear Joy, the...
The rain drops cry upside down, because of the speed of my desire for you.
Her tongue flicked across the temptation,
placed so desirably before her
Luscious sensation flooded her senses
Creating a ravenous thirst for more..
She craved, needed. Hungered...