touch me with ur hands. just don't touch my heart.
I'm honoured to share the intimacy of your tears.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
candlelight, or shining like a splendid torch?
For who you are
and who you are TO ME...
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!
what you were telling me..."
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
but I know how it ends with her.
Tonight I will finally end my life. Die. Die.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
must remember to stay there.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.
brimming with affection and closeness; plain to see...
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
weakness. Maybe your lack of fire and compassion is.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
with the brush of your lips.
but know that you're the one that really missed out
my heart. I pray your love never departs.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
whether I live or die. Please spare me, don't pick up the knife.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
like a blazing comet out of control.
But I really don't like it right now.
i know now id be better of dead.
than this blade, why do you cause me so much pain?
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
you can't image the line between pleasure and prison.
the window but I'm not going answer.
And you are better, Mom."
That is my northern star.🌠
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.