The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
he was her reason for everything. For living.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
i Miss him already. come back to me, please?
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
who really loves me, not just how I make him feel
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
It would torment her into a dark depression.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
their light paled by her magnificent beauty.
for their mere existence? Ya, me too!
He can only feel he is melting alone.
what had been with her the whole time.
and empty inside and nothing anyone says can help ?
and surrounding one's fragile heart with safety...a rich life.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
so difficult for some? I value honesty above all else.
shouldn't have fallen in love with?
get off my property, you jerk!
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
But I really don't like it right now.
once perplexing qualities, the more understanding you become.
and find ourselves isolated in a silence within silence.
with the brush of your lips.
water. Our love was never meant to be held.
Then you whispered to me: "You're beautiful."
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
her demons would scare them all away.
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
isn't love until you give it away.
each tender kiss, I fall ever deeper in love with you.
trapped with memories no longer useful. And into itself it disappears.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
heavens to hear her mother speak.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
precious crying. He was never born.
Looking forward to springtime in Vermont capturing it's beauty.
if you are determined to work hard for it.
And just when I don't think I have anything left,
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?