You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
brother! Made my day, hearing that!
..where is that awesome bliss?
Honeymoon was at the centre of the universe.
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
As your one word "No"
beyond, swept up in memories, while silently sleep evades ...
and she wondered if it would truly become a reality.
I'm looking for the courage to walk through it.
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
it was painful, but I did it. No need to drag on the inevitable. Time to move on.
and the pain. And against my beating heart, I'm healing.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
with the brush of your lips.
She chose affection and friendship over passion, closing the door.
if he did. Now he does and i don't
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
... recovery is easy. Recovery at 44...not so much!
and scattered the ground like autumn leaves falling to their death.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
was placed in my dark sky!
Turkey you are mine to eat on Thursday.
than me. We met a few years ago online via AgeMeet.com. It was totally platonic but I broke off contact due to doing other things in my life, I wasn't quite ready to explore my spirituality. At the beggining of the year we got back into contact and basically fell in love over...
Who I will be is up to me.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
a bed of remorse, regrets, and retaliation.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
She was used. She was left alone. Empty.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
standing behind me holding me tight!
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
the hurtful things he told me.
And sometimes they don't even **** you.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
seductively in his direction and got off
am glad you did, and all is well.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
But I really don't like it right now.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.