Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
Leaving only the sound of..
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
I realised there was something wrong with his voice...
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
I hold on, get quiet and breathe through it...
because even in my dreams you also visit.
can appreciate the light of day...
Filled to the brim with sweet aching desire.
for intimacy they waited; still are waiting.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
jealousy and wraith and Being vocally clear keeps things civil most times
and find ourselves isolated in a silence within silence.
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
that was consuming her from within.
next twenty five seeking our youth
and teeth the ink I shall wear..
I etched your beauty in my mind.
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
rather consider who I will make smile today
Same partners but a different relationship. Great expectations.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
if people like us because most people don't even like themselves
.the ones we say as well as the ones we do not.
the upside of life revealing itself.
! I want to know now!"... buzzes of energy fill the space.
The prayer of senses. Melted in harmonious melodies of delight.
.. harmony, laughter and wishes coming true.
and I must say, it's delightful, I like it!
because whenever I pause I think of you
that I get in touch,
... only you gotta send positive signals.
from your heartspace, you activate higher vibrations.
so you found a window and climbed in.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
herYearning for his concupiscenceto hasten out of him.~ Mirages
that kept us apart?
Or is it madness that does?
her prim and proper life.
both equally sad, terrifying and beautiful.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
Siri, from my purse, asked "Sorry, I didn't understand what you asked ?"
desperately needing to be hugged and comforted.
even the happiness out of the world.