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It leapt My heart On the floor it crept Right towards you Just looking at you Caused my heart To act this way Made me feel the same They tease me I shouldn't like you But I do And you don't know me...
This will be the last time you kiss these lips Or ever be between my gyrating hips This will be my last goodbye No tears for you I'll ever cry It took me a very long while To realise, because of...
my writings are webs, which are woven by fingers. they're meant to exist, so my memories linger. i'll talk about good and touch base with bad. talk of times my feet strayed from the path.
Night sapphires,. Day emeralds,. In between worlds. Reaching for diamonds,. Embedded with rhinestones,. Ruins of rubies & jewels,. Crushed into glittering dust,. Tarnished crown.
If you have a soul, And inside isn't A big gaping hole. What color would yours be. Possibly pink. Whimsical, dreamy, and free. Maybe orange.
When your words are never good enough. That's when my love is real. When you feel as though things could get tough. Don't question my love. When you're on breaking ground. That's when my love is real.
Addicted. Now don't be absurd Love. Now that's a better word Sleepless. We do get up to a lot of things Hopeless. No, we all have hopes and dreams Crazy.
As I'm reading these words, Wolves prowl around me in herds. I'm living in a paradise one day, Then I'm at a masked ball, dancing the night away.
#emotion / I \ /Live\ /For the\ /Flame.
Baby girl I hold my baby girl in my arms, Protecting her from all harm. So delicate and fragile I feel she will break. As crumbly as a home baked cake. He blue eyes staring at me.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Sugar is sweet, And so are you You are caring, You are kind, You are loving, Your love isn't blind You give me flowers, Chocolates, Presents, Even arrange exiting...
I don't believe in black and white Grey is okay But there are many other colors Don't be stubborn Open your eyes you will see them coming your way When you say for me it's either black or white You...
Grey-green, Like a murky pond, Look to close and you will drown. Then a bright patch, In the middle, An explosion of speckled brown. Like a supernova, Bursting out, In the depths of space.
The air between our spirits hangs with bittersweet retrace I hang upon your every breath, measuring the pace.
Years pass. And tears fall so fast. Some of joy and cheer. Some induced by fear. Tears roll down the cheek. Sometimes because of the love we seek. Sometimes because we are as happy as can be.
We have always been best friends, And I swear till the end!:) But today I felt a feeling, And it's more than Iv been dealing... I know we havent left 1st base, But just in case.
#movement Meander with me my darling, through this hallowed space Make gentle the ravage of time with familiar embrace Our time upon this orb so blue is often fraught with pain Let me soothe away...
Writer's Block is so frustrating; It always happens when an idea is culminating. Every time you're about to pick up your pen, You're distancing yourself further from your plentiful zen.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed. His underwear is hanging on the lamp. His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair, And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his...
What shall I do today?. Poem, joke or blog?. I might just do a long story, Since I slept like a log. I'm not too keen on reviews, And don't know any recipes!. What else could I do?.
I always like rain best. The slow steady drizzle as it's falling from above. How it seeps through your clothes and chills you to the bone.
#emotion We're here tonight, Holdin' hands tight. Gazing at the diamonds, In the sky. I can't be happy, No matter how hard I try. Why do they have to keep us apart.
Me and you are exactly the same... But you are treated as if you're a Dame. You get riches and you get gold. It's what I've seen and what I've been told. So we're the same this shouldn't be...