Let us all pitch in before the Earth goes Poof.
Alone, with my hopeless dreams. . .
I met the best woman in the world - my wife.
It's there...following your every move
Catch the elusive wave
Poorly treated farm dog now has loving home with me.
but my phone isn't dead yet.
I thrive on temptation...(I simply had to edit this one to add the picture)
The echo of your fingertips lingers softly on my skin.
Love is surrendering the power to hurt us to another.
trust you need to provide.
You inside me
That is heaven.
wonderful adventures and midnight conversations.
"I don't believe in feminism, but I believe in equality."
once before, I think, maybe.
bread is moldy, duck is dead.
filled with sensuality, awakening passion...
but my qi needs restructuring.
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?
.......not knowing which way I should turn.......
the tactful response I got was "Busy"
and suddenly everything has changed.
Amused, she smiled impishly when he called her "Devil Woman!"
I said yes.
You make me smile, plain and simple, end of story.
I'm part belle dame sans merci, part damsel in distress.
Once it's questioned...can things ever be the same again?
Empty silence fills the air and wounds her soul deeply.
I realised life was precious when told I'd actually died.
as I remembered how you lived.