With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
desire, longing, needing your soft, delicate touch.
...but I didn't want pickles.
for her, another long day passes. Seven days makes one weak.
Our path waiting to meet. Eager for us to fall deep.
cry, oh why? Can't I even cry, why?
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
..The next big dip is coming up faster than ever!
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
A glass of wine.
The ultimate "me" night....
Don't worry about what might have been, or could possibly be, just enjoy what is.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
Distraught and alone, she knew she had to find answers.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
for the little things that bless his life abundantly quite well
on,even though your immobilized with fear.
and we were here to see it.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
and he prays as they start to move on
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
Don't play me like a fiddle, I didn't ask to be part of your symphony!
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
So just keep dreaming on.
and I ignored you until you drowned.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
greasy meal to be had soon.
and imbeciles, they could rot in their own s****!
hours transform into days when you're not around ...
and led me to my higher self.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
making sweet music with my soul.
His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
Sporns march past unaware. Again they graze trampled grass.
when it's dark and silent, I find myself alone......again.
Filled to the brim with sweet aching desire.
with the brush of your lips.
and the green & blue hues her heart sometimes took.
and we shall if we believe
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
shoes can change your whole perspective.
Upstream from there, no man ever returns. Keep going.
her to never stop believing
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
promising never to revisit such pain.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
and around her lately, will she be able to keep up?
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
for his mistakes.He should rather blame himself.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.