and everyone was happy to see love at work
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
It would torment her into a dark depression.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
who really loves me, not just how I make him feel
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
But I really don't like it right now.
and broken in the landscape, unable to move.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
and vulnerable is when I find I'm most "prickly".
and find ourselves isolated in a silence within silence.
water. Our love was never meant to be held.
I get pretty words hiding ugly, ugly lies.
where weeds and roses coexisted quite peacefully.
about how to proceed with this imminent separation.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
when u hurt me so bad? i deserve so much better.
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
Tumble Tumble Tumble Tumble. I fell done a hill.
from heaven containing in itself all sweetness
for their mere existence? Ya, me too!
trapped with memories no longer useful. And into itself it disappears.
for the former wild rover. grace was insistant upon catching him.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
that what's alive inside of you is over because it isn't.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
precious crying. He was never born.
and empty inside and nothing anyone says can help ?
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
and cracked sidewalks. your imprints have been refilled.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
he was tired and uncomfortable. his mother loved him.
their light paled by her magnificent beauty.
Looking forward to springtime in Vermont capturing it's beauty.
her demons would scare them all away.
while looking longingly at them. they never noticed.
heavens to hear her mother speak.
whispered conversation with the quiet rain.
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
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."
with the brush of your lips.
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.