Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
always loved, always safe..
I'm part belle dame sans merci, part damsel in distress.
The quiet in her mind slowly drives her to madness.
His captivating easy smile
Fumbled with her train of thought..
loved, because of a strangers glance.
Let us all pitch in before the Earth goes Poof.
Empty silence fills the air and wounds her soul deeply.
I realised life was precious when told I'd actually died.
and suddenly everything has changed.
His lips whispered silent words of passion against her skin
Releasing what is useless in my life with no regret
.......not knowing which way I should turn.......
Love is surrendering the power to hurt us to another.
"Are you sure you'll drink it"?
that your friendship wasn't that important.
It's nearly time for bed.
filled with sensuality, awakening passion...
It's there...following your every move
Catch the elusive wave
because you're afraid of losing it
and subtract emotions to survive
too much temptation...what to do?
birth, death and renewal.
I thrive on temptation...(I simply had to edit this one to add the picture)