Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
Through the thorns her beauty lies. The soft red petals adorn her face..sparkling rubies.
when someone tells you they'd really like to collaborate again?
Filled to the brim with sweet aching desire.
Tomorrow night Mendes will make him a goner.
not knowing it was last goodbye, lonely he silently cries
and she felt the sharp sting of cupid's bow.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
that kept us apart?
Or is it madness that does?
can appreciate the light of day...
how much they enjoy travelling with me...
Your willingness and desire to please me, to give yourself fully to me is precious.
when Mama didn't talk to me.....
for your benefit. 4 decades were enough; get over yourself, seriously!
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
and find ourselves isolated in a silence within silence.
but sadly with her the rose withered never the thorns.
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
that we are worthy
of the other's love.
and renewed promises of a lasting forever.
I am here, smiling, laughing, loving, caring,crying, healing,and just breathing as I go.
and all that I enjoy touches me deeply.
I go gentle and easy about everything that matters to me, as I grow wiser.
until the rains refused to come on time.
Is my attraction to unattainable women online an escape from facing love in real life?
you’d feel its uninterrupted delicate strumming...
she searched for his island of exotic spices.
and lust when bodies bind with loving trust.
and wondered if the trees knew it was midnight...
dear friend--I will wait in the light for you...
then why is it that I feel like crap instead.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
for me? I think I would like to have one.
signs I've put up, on my flat search!
into edgy unease - yet I am under grace.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
Lay down beside me, hold me.
matter to someone who means so much.
like a blazing comet out of control.
allowing the weakness to leave so they are reborn stronger.
desperately needing to be hugged and comforted.
for in this world, just to be let down, again.
and now wears a red Scarlett letter in shame.
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
and my jaws tells me how much I want... out.
so I will give it a try today. :)
that our presence and intention is, actually, ... enough.