Passion Is ...
Passion is arousing. Passion is breathtaking. Passion is crimson. Passion is desire. Passion is like electricity. Passion is fiery. Passion is gorgeous. Passion is a hunger. Passion is Intense.
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Passion is arousing. Passion is breathtaking. Passion is crimson. Passion is desire. Passion is like electricity. Passion is fiery. Passion is gorgeous. Passion is a hunger. Passion is Intense.
I know there's never time,. A television in black and white,. Where the colors run and hide,. Separated not hated,. We live our daily lives,. But in our hearts it resides,. I know there's never time,.
I can't sleep for all the noise. The winds howling. The mountains growling. The swooshing and creaking. I can't sleep because I'm excited. I get to see my two best mates.
There's a hug to say I love you And a hug to say goodbye, There's a hug to say how are you And a hug to say we tried.
A cloud of feelings hover above, Emotions for all to love. They can be so strong, and go on for so long. The heart takes a tumble. All emotions in a fumble.
Your a firework. Bursting with colours. Your a firework. Blooming with flowers. Your a firework. Brightening up the sky. Your a firework. In your eyes- as it reflects in mine. Your a firework.
A smile that raises the sun a mile. A wave that made someone feel saved. A laugh while you read a paragraph. A jump that turns to a thump. A giggle while you quickly wriggle.
#household A photograph is more than just, A gift to bring or send. And more than just the likeness of, A relative or friend. It is a kindly greeting and A memory to hold.
I want moments I don't want to forget. I want memories I want to keep. I don't care if I am awake or asleep. I do want them with me. In my heart I want them to be. Cause they are so good to remember.
Is it just me or do you like smile really really big (like it's not a smile and you can't stop) when you're really happy- cos like it happens to me and I can't stop it even though I try then I...
I know my own heart and mind, But it is hard to tell how I feel, Understanding myself, It is a big deal, It makes me wonder sometimes, About how things tick...
A Rose to say 'I love you',. A slap to say 'I don't'. A gold ring to say 'I do',. A scream to say 'I won't'. A book to say 'I'm reading'. A grin to say 'I'm glad'. A hug to say 'I'm sorry'.
#household @stablish It drips Leaving little lines where it has run Blame it on gravity I do. There are many things you can do with paint. It's not just a bedroom wall decorator, Well, it is.
What inspires me. A single red rose, or ten tiny toes. A piece of cheese or the button on your sleeve. A pair of shoes or reading through clues. A musical rap or even something black.
Staring into the face. A story shall unfold. It's blind to misery. Happiness is now told. Each contoured bone. Has a memory there. Shedding just a few. When it's time to bare. The eyes have glory.
Eyes can talk. Through eye contact. Some can make you smile. Some can make you stare back in a while. Some can make you wonder why. But others can make you try. Try to make eye contact again.
Less of that Missy Don't throw a hissy You are far too old To have to be told That you're being silly A real silly Billy Now don't throw things You know what that brings Disapproving looks Self help...
My thoughts are green, like newly unfurled leaves, gazing for the first time upon the wonders of early spring.
ANGER. When my guy leaves the toilet seat up. FEAR. They don't have those gorgeous shoes in my size. SADNESS.
People tend to the melodramatic view that thinking with your brain is bad, and all decisions should come from the "heart" (although it is actually a number of emotional glands that deal with...
A tear can hold a memory, A thousand times its size, A tear can hold betrayal: Show the truth behind the lies.
Lust, a burning, searing flame that creeps through your veins. Lighting you up with a hot, fiery passion, it moves ever so quickly. A feeling to love or hate, It makes you feel so alive.
They were made of pixels, emoticons to you. One was bright and yellow and the other deepest blue. Their names were Sad and Happy, attached to comments sent.
Some days are Blue you're down and out Nothing is worth smiling about Some days are Red you're ready to shout All of your anger needing to spout Some days are Grey you're clouded by haze Not...