"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
and the green & blue hues her heart sometimes took.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
What they didn't know is that he had murdered someone.
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
Gods' God; Evils' Destroyer; Passionate Lover; Fierce Warrior; Consummate Dancer; Charismatic Leader; Quick Temper; Incorruptible.
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pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
and pulled him to the dance floor. It's just beginning...
with the brush of your lips.
Groping for you in the blackness. Nothingness. Calling out for you.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
answer me, so I stopped asking the question.
And new reasons to carry on.
why why why did you do it like this?
Liar. When you talked again, I didn't listen.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
They cover me with love and light.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Quelling the violent heat. Echoing. You never returned.
he wanted to go home and sleep already.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
totally unaware that she resembled you.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
and unicorns are much discussed but never experienced first hand.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
... I never really worked a day in my life.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
Prince Charming, she dreams only of him.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
I may write a poem for you.
I miss you so much when you are here.
you a little less everyday.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
A steady cadence, marching him from purgatory to electric death.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
accident. Nevermore, was it an accident.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
warm gritty sand beneath her skin, emotions dissolving into the sea.
question to ask oneself while skydiving.
His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.