he wished he had earlids.
The quiet in her mind slowly drives her to madness.
and suddenly everything has changed.
Once it's questioned...can things ever be the same again?
His lips whispered silent words of passion against her skin
The echo of your fingertips lingers softly on my skin.
as I remembered how you lived.
once before, I think, maybe.
"I don't believe in feminism, but I believe in equality."
I'm part belle dame sans merci, part damsel in distress.
It's there...following your every move
Catch the elusive wave
wonderful adventures and midnight conversations.
I realised life was precious when told I'd actually died.
His captivating easy smile
Fumbled with her train of thought..
bread is moldy, duck is dead.
but my phone isn't dead yet.
You make me smile, plain and simple, end of story.
You inside me
That is heaven.
I met the best woman in the world - my wife.
always loved, always safe..
Let us all pitch in before the Earth goes Poof.
Walking through Hell,
She found her coveted piece of Heaven.
but my qi needs restructuring.
Love is surrendering the power to hurt us to another.
I thrive on temptation...(I simply had to edit this one to add the picture)
I said yes.
That you and I
Can see each other's
That our paths joined
Lead us to a
That the distance
Will crumble, the moment
Our lips touch?
That enjoying each
Other's company, is more
Than just fantasy?
Alone, with my hopeless dreams. . .
filled with sensuality, awakening passion...
and it fell into pieces..
Releasing what is useless in my life with no regret