and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
my face and just smiled !!
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
when you don't know how long the wait will be.
for most let fear and indecision rule their heart.
honor roll! I'm so proud of him!!!!!
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
Guess I'd better help... She's so helpless.
that he had grown, though perhaps not much.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
with adoration, passion, friendship, companionship, sex and love
soul. Protect them. Or strangers will exploit them.
Don't fear the person in the mirror. Love yourself. Always.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
delighting in their wonder and this love of ours.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
I tell you. There are still people on EP!
that connects mentally, emotionally and physically
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
"Can I erase the complicated part and get on with life?"
Before it takes you away.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
for the sign of love
Forever is only in the mind...
down the trail a few more miles....
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
with the brush of your lips.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
.. With each day I die of this broken heart.
with a beaming smile he says: "love you mami".
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
fragrant rose budding on a shrub *always* makes me smile.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
she said, over and over. We hadn't met for some time.
gown, she followed Death into the night.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
Is any of this actually worth it?
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
as certain as the sun will rise tomorrow.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.
standing at the pulpit, "but only if we say so."
doing 15-word stories should be easy as