Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
soul. Protect them. Or strangers will exploit them.
His words ...
His actions ...
They tug on her thread of doubt, slowly unraveling her self-worth.
that he had grown, though perhaps not much.
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
War ragged on inside her, sadness and joy battling for control. Neither winning, neither loosing.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
Don't fear the person in the mirror. Love yourself. Always.
for the sign of love
Forever is only in the mind...
as certain as the sun will rise tomorrow.
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
down the trail a few more miles....
All you have to do is look. Eyes open.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
with adoration, passion, friendship, companionship, sex and love
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
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.
doing 15-word stories should be easy as
I tell you. There are still people on EP!
.. With each day I die of this broken heart.
my face and just smiled !!
with the brush of your lips.
"Can I erase the complicated part and get on with life?"
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
for most let fear and indecision rule their heart.
gown, she followed Death into the night.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
Is any of this actually worth it?
when you don't know how long the wait will be.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
...with a single finger he languidly traced his way up the path of her spine.
she said, over and over. We hadn't met for some time.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
fragrant rose budding on a shrub *always* makes me smile.
Before it takes you away.
that connects mentally, emotionally and physically
delighting in their wonder and this love of ours.
the more that you take the less you get back.
honor roll! I'm so proud of him!!!!!
with a beaming smile he says: "love you mami".
standing at the pulpit, "but only if we say so."