fragrant rose budding on a shrub *always* makes me smile.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
with a beaming smile he says: "love you mami".
closer to being with you.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
as certain as the sun will rise tomorrow.
my face and just smiled !!
His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.
.. With each day I die of this broken heart.
as I waited for a life beyond reach
with the brush of your lips.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
Is any of this actually worth it?
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
standing at the pulpit, "but only if we say so."
the more that you take the less you get back.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
soul. Protect them. Or strangers will exploit them.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
honor roll! I'm so proud of him!!!!!
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
for a little while. You and I..We can both pretend.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
delighting in their wonder and this love of ours.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
when you don't know how long the wait will be.
then become best friends, then lovers, spouses. Now we're strangers again.
to the heavens above, only I feel nothing.
I find , but I musn´t forget they are only memories.
Guess I'd better help... She's so helpless.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
down the trail a few more miles....
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
for most let fear and indecision rule their heart.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
doing 15-word stories should be easy as
"Can I erase the complicated part and get on with life?"
Before it takes you away.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
that he had grown, though perhaps not much.