He is like a book, you see a plain cover but once inside you discover.
Yearning ... -
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
Just A Note - Hello,
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
She Shivered Involuntarily When ... -
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
Manipulative - Don't play me like a fiddle, I didn't ask to be part of your symphony!
She despised admitting to her humanity, and the green & blue hues her heart sometimes took.
She walks with the moon tied to her feet and the sky slipping through her fingers
Death By Marriage -
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
In a heavenly meadow they lay, as the time goes by wishing it never ends.
Escape - Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
im eating green mango right now.its mouth-watering sourness is exactly what i like.
The stress weight he feels on his shoulders, he releases during his daily gym time
Monday, Monday can't get away from it, really need a Monday vacation every Monday.
To reap the harvest of a loving prosperous reality...
...do not act on destructive impulses.
...guard your thoughts and actions well.
~ Take as needed , *drive carefully...
The darkness surrounds me, a deep dark void that ruins me...Yet I envy it.💀💞💀💞
Slipping the blindfold over her eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
Today is a memory that feels like a dream, leaving me broken and wondering why.
Emotional Turmoil - War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
Stay Awhile -
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
The casual, confident brush of his fingertips set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
I'm not allowed to ask you questions, for the answers do not belong to me. 🌸
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
Love turned out to be fire, mistaken for magic; a simple, clumsy (yet consuming) flame.
Her lip quivered. It was over, she had finally dragged herself to the other side.
Unsettled - His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.
Mind Control - People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
Consider not who made me sad yesterday, rather consider who I will make smile today
Sometimes the words from a person that you trust most, can turn your world around.
You Are -
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
Love exists! Love can't be created, for love is the creator of all good things
Lord Shiva. -
Gods' God; Evils' Destroyer; Passionate Lover; Fierce Warrior; Consummate Dancer; Charismatic Leader; Quick Temper; Incorruptible...
Wishing - Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
Why am I terrified of closing eyes when it's the only way to see light?
Sometimes good just wasn't enough, sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
Very thankful because your loving providence saved me again today and brought me home safely...
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
As the end of an era came to a close, the sun shown brightly above.
Peace Of Mind -
Don't worry about what might have been, or could possibly be, just enjoy what is.
Sadness - Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
His blue eyes don't look outward for beauty but inward upon their heart and soul
She was left completely to her own devices and the silent demons ate her alive.
Connections - Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
Inner Battle - Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
Morning Glory ...... - The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
And that after what had happened, things would never be the same for her again.
Reaching in her pocket for another sprinkling of hope and realizing she was fresh out.
A Gem - Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
The Perfect Lazy Afternoon -
Amorously whispered words,
languidly discarded clothing,
twisted piles of blankets,
sighs of satisfaction.
The well of sadness in her heart held a whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
If she had only had someone to talk to it wouldn't have come to this.
She whispers in my ear, as my eyes begin to close, "I've always loved you".
The words, " I don't like waking up without you", suddenly shook her back to reality and bringing life into prospective.