Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
I'm part belle dame sans merci, part damsel in distress.
Let us all pitch in before the Earth goes Poof.
Love is surrendering the power to hurt us to another.
His lips whispered silent words of passion against her skin
Is to feel two souls kiss
.......not knowing which way I should turn.......
because you're afraid of losing it
and never get enough of them.
and the pages have dried.
..one heart, one soul...my one love.
if I ever cross your mind...
His captivating easy smile
Fumbled with her train of thought..
cupping, pinching...such a delight.
filled with sensuality, awakening passion...
always loved, always safe..
Releasing what is useless in my life with no regret
Poorly treated farm dog now has loving home with me.
and suddenly everything has changed.
I thrive on temptation...(I simply had to edit this one to add the picture)
but has nothing to say....