Forever, I will believe in its tremendous power,
And, obvious simplicity.
Love is the only truth that succeeds our last...
Breathe into meOpen my mind and speak into my soulCapture me with your wordsEmbrace me with your passionClaim me with your touchI want to feel youPress your body upon me, as your...
I don´t remember that John Green...but he must have surely met me some time...lol...
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I miss it too. .Now I just get pecks. . and somewhat making out. My bf can't breathe thru his nose. .
I guess I just crave it. I miss it. I want it so bad to experience it, those long slow passionate sensuous kisses. is this what happens when you've been married a long time and you...
.....eating some right now : )
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because...
What is your love worth?
Its worth alot! -- but its only fetches its worth based on what you give it to , or whom actually.
Your love can be in reference to a $10.00
Sleep has yet to find meAs thoughts of you replayYour scentYour wordsYour touchHow I want youTo feel you above meHolding onto the heightened euphoriaThat latches onto your...
Beauty is of little Consequence
Who am I to say that love is not right but wrong?
That love judges its appearance by what it reflects
Questions speaks in no regard of this...
I used to write lots of poetry, i stopped when my brother died, I'm thinking of starting up again :) it's been too long
Title: Storm Sail
I was swallowed to the sky,
A helpless babe to her mother's
Arms, culled from comfort, carried
Off by artificial dragons.
Seeing, hearing, frantic as...
And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
I wrote the first draft of this last week while I was having an anxiety attack which caused me to hallucinate. I thought about posting the first draft to display the pure, unbound...
But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.
So I started writing with one line in my head; all of a sudden this was on the paper, and oh my god, where did it come from? But I love it.
I used to be the kid
Who wrote poetry...
I want your flesh pressed
up against my heart
I want your hands
spreading my thoughts
lingering over the curves of
griping my hopes
Don't you just love the kiss that takes your breath away and you get drawled in and you try to breathe but you can't help but be intoxicated by the sweet kiss
Ugh, I've been craving this so bad lately. That just stop you in the middle of talking, grab your hair & put your lips on mine. Kiss me deep like you mean it, like you never wanna...
I used to write sooo much poetry.. now I barely do. I know that I can write when I'm sad about ****.. and I basically am when I'm alone. but I think I mainly fear that someone will...
That feeling when your boyfriend/girlfriend kisses you with so much passion and ends the kiss with biting your lip, oh my gosh that feeling is great!
Nuthin like a slow passionate kiss to set the tone. 👀💋
As we stand alone in the room, just me you and a bed, my arms wrapped softly around you as we softly sway to the quiet music playing in the background. Enjoying one another?s...