Spring will come till then I have my blanket and a cup of hot coffee.
Anguish - Her oppressively heavy heart weighed her down,
Making even "Just Breathing" a laboriously burdensome chore.
Her dream was only to dream, but she could never get past that one dream.
You still influence my words, your mannerisms I still use, you still echo in life.
Before the priest they stood, hands together. He said "I do". She said "I'm sorry".
Sometimes good just wasn't enough, sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
She Shivered Involuntarily When ... -
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
Inner Turmoil - Her mind was a swirling tempest of disjointed thoughts from which she could not escape.
hearts yearning, waiting for the day when two become one. For now, distance separates us.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
A whisper of calmness soothed her fragile emotions... reminding her, what will be, will be...
Yearning ... -
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
Lost In Translation -
She types one thing, he reads another. This online world leaves much to be desired.
A smile, a touch, is sometimes just enough to start a meaningful attraction and relationship
Wandering through darkness... her mind delves into memories she knows would be better left untouched...
Sadness - Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
Hope, she feels in the depths of her heart... for something that may never be...
Peace Of Mind -
Don't worry about what might have been, or could possibly be, just enjoy what is.
Loved, hurt, hated, reflected, forgave, learned. Now I live with high hopes and dreams again...
Feet hustling, foot down on pedal racing, always in a hurry...even when unnecessary----why???
Oblivious - Her silence screamed,
giving voice to desperate frustration,
yet all they heard was her smile.
I did not give up because I don't care, I gave up because you don't.
He tiptoed downstairs holding his bag , opened the front door and left the house , forever.
I will savor these moments for I know not how long they will last.
Wishing - Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
Morning Glory ...... - The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
He looked good and rested laying there, his spirit now with his love again forever.
Anticipating and expecting her Prince Charming,
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
Inner Battle - Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
Irritated - I don't remember having been turned into a trophy ...
I'm not a prize.
Lord Shiva. -
Gods' God; Evils' Destroyer; Passionate Lover; Fierce Warrior; Consummate Dancer; Charismatic Leader; Quick Temper; Incorruptible...
I wake, I work, I eat, I sleep. Forty years, no end in sight
I touched the fabric of her dress.
She is coming....
He is coming....
Just One Wish - The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
I wonder if you'll call my name.... while I’m still close enough
to hear you...
Death By Marriage -
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
Seduce my mind and you have my body, find my soul and I'm yours forever.
Mind Control - People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
Trapped . . . I strain, fight . . . a slow enveloping hopelessness . . . nowhere to go. I want to scream.
Emotional Turmoil - War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
Dressed To Kill - He was mesmerized when she entered the room wearing only a smile... and high heels
Stay Awhile -
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
My "give a damn" is still broken but my "go screw yourself" is fully functional!
Ashen emotions, rising like the Phoenix, ignited by her love.
You Are -
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
They say don't sweat the small stuff , but it always turns into a down pour.
Escape - Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
Night why were you unkind to me?...I just wanted to dream; I laid awake....
I want to leave my job and go and do something that really interests me.
Unsettled - His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.
Forgiven. Hart beating, deep breths. White noise. Silver scars. Bleached bed sheets. Can't be forgotten.
A Gem - Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.