She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
but he always waited for her.
on,even though your immobilized with fear.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
...but I didn't want pickles.
her to never stop believing
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
he walks the shore seeing the beauty of creation
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
She did not know whom to vote for .
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
hours transform into days when you're not around ...
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
Gods' God; Evils' Destroyer; Passionate Lover; Fierce Warrior; Consummate Dancer; Charismatic Leader; Quick Temper; Incorruptible.
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Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
or hatred, he always chooses to give love's kindness
and around her lately, will she be able to keep up?
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
she stood strong and held it all together.
for his mistakes.He should rather blame himself.
shoes can change your whole perspective.
others. My biggest lie was you.
so her heart and soul will flow slowly and gently.
the past, and with incinerated grace.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
brightening her way through the dark tunnel of desperation
So just keep dreaming on.
paper, stained and tethered, broken pieces
cry, oh why? Can't I even cry, why?
with the brush of your lips.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
as he fought his darkness in the dark corner.
for her, another long day passes. Seven days makes one weak.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
and fly regularly, away, safer, alone without my mind
Don't play me like a fiddle, I didn't ask to be part of your symphony!
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
shrouded in delusional grandiose hurt and fear unknown.
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
Sporns march past unaware. Again they graze trampled grass.
and he prays as they start to move on
Don't worry about what might have been, or could possibly be, just enjoy what is.
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
whole atlas of saccharine memories.
and the green & blue hues her heart sometimes took.
His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
and his friends desire to stop his treatments
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42