set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
weakness. Maybe your lack of fire and compassion is.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
my heart. I pray your love never departs.
Frozen in a snapshot of time. Peaceful contentment.
when all that your eyes see is darkness.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
My body aches. My soul is on fire.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
the window but I'm not going answer.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
you can't image the line between pleasure and prison.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
must remember to stay there.
but know that you're the one that really missed out
and not making excuses anymore. Real change comes from within.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
only by the blackness in your soul.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
but learned I'll never be free to truly be me.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
but I know how it ends with her.
Tonight I will finally end my life. Die. Die.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
but she thinks. She writes. It is good!
For who you are
and who you are TO ME...
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.
like a blazing comet out of control.
And you are better, Mom."
That is my northern star.🌠
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
I'm honoured to share the intimacy of your tears.
Her heart is broken. Be strong he said.
For the heart that's meant for you, none of that matters
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!