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Walking across an empty land, Holding each other, hand in hand, Step by step, we move our feet, My hand encased in yours, feeling complete. Is this love. Are you the person that I've been dreaming of.
So this is the beginning of a weekly thing where I ponder and wonder about various things that strike me.
Over and over again I put paper to pen I want to write to you I want to know you too Will you remember me in years to come. Will you be the ink engraved on my thumb.
In his arms I feel safe. In his arms I feel whole. In his arms I am content. In his arms I know my role. With his kiss I am free. With his kiss I barely breathe. With his kiss I am alive.
I'm beginning to feel things I thought if never feel again. When I'm with her, everything seems to have its color again. Her laughter is contagious. The smile she gives me brightens the room.
You hold me close and the storm calms and recedes away. Those arms are the cocoon that protect me from the madness.
Late night conversations. I can't get enough of you. Hours spent talking. Minutes spent waiting. The reply alerts me. I wake from my slumber. To compare the madness. Two people apart.
Laying right here in your arms there's no place I'd rather be. The warmth of your body melting away the cares of the day. The deep mellow sound of your voice soothing my minds fears.
"It's very funny, being in love..." She stared up at the stars with empty eyes. His shoulder melted into hers. "I don't think so. I think it's living hell." This he firmly believed.
I haven't gone far. Never gone from this place. I couldn't leave you all. From my heart you'll not escape. I'm just in my world. Penned by my own hand. Being gone so long. Was never in my plan.
You are the heart that rhymes with mine. The heart that beats in time with mine. The heart that through my darkness shines. You are the heart that mine can't find. You are the eyes that steal my soul.
this post is gonna be kinda inspired/related to one of mckinley's posts and it's that when you think of love, what pops into your head is generally romance.
Laughing again at what you say. You can make me laugh all day. Then whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Hold me close, hold me near. Listen to that, listen to my heart. Hear it beat, hear it start.
I was never officially your's and you never officially mine, but our hearts belonged to each other, from the moment we locked eyes.
Whisper the words When you're close to me Take my hand And my world you'll see Trust me, I'll save you Shelter and keep you warm I will keep you safe When we're in a storm Now listen to the...
He says . He loves me . He says . He cares about me . He says . I'm the one . He says . I'm his everything . He says . He'll hold me close . He says . He'll never let go . He says .
Do we care, do we dare to be brave enough to share our inner thoughts our secret ways our little idiosyncrasies of all our days.
Dreaming of you The smile on your face Your majestic beauty Your angelic grace Dreaming of you Of where you may be Have we already met. Do you dream of me.
Hold me close until it's time to part. Understand that it's only for a while. Gone are the days of long distance. Getting together is as simple as air. Lounging around couldn't be a bore.
He held me close, are bodies molding together like wet clay. Lust shone in his eyes, as he stared down at me. "Your so beautiful", his voice filling my mind, my soul, my world.
Thought a cheery one was due :) Awaiting your call every day, Wanting to hear what you have to say, Talking of the future of loves true touch, Hearing you say you love me so much, Plans are...
What we have is rare, two souls laid bare, Together forever, our love to share. You're in my thoughts and my dreams, Without you tears turn to streams.
Shining so bright You are my guiding light No matter where we are You know how to heal my scars.
Let yourself be beautiful As you always say to me Can we lay close entwined Close my eyes to breathe. Hands scrape my hair So close to you I feel, Without these moments Could I tell what was real.