and heavy, birds still sing....
Love is surrendering the power to hurt us to another.
and suddenly everything has changed.
One kiss. One coupling. Two ecstasies.
His lips whispered silent words of passion against her skin
I met the best woman in the world - my wife.
His captivating easy smile
Fumbled with her train of thought..
always loved, always safe..
I realised life was precious when told I'd actually died.
things would've gone wrong.
"And all without an Ideology?!"
yet you delay conversation.
You'll find a 'puking Nun'!
"I don't believe in feminism, but I believe in equality."
The quiet in her mind slowly drives her to madness.
Send photo to me? She did.
filled with sensuality, awakening passion...
like swirling gentle breezes
.......not knowing which way I should turn.......
I'm part belle dame sans merci, part damsel in distress.
because you're afraid of losing it
I thrive on temptation...(I simply had to edit this one to add the picture)