You want me, you’ve made that very clear. But that’s not enough for me. I don’t want lust, I want love. Do you love me?
I used to think that you could measure a person’s… by how many and how much people loved them. I don’t know when
I wonder what would happen if we just let go. If we let this love
Hey, you wonderful man, look here… Let me see those eyes. You are lovely, nothing less. If you think any different, you ar… Others may fail to see your beauty…
I thought I was finally over this… this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out touch me, touch me, touch me
I’ve been putting off writing abou… you for months now. I didn’t want to do it, because I felt that
I am determined to be a woman that wakes up every morning with the fire in her eyes
These scars won’t come off no matt… Unlike dirt or mud, that simply disappear with a bit o… this filth that covers my skin is… A kind that is not so easily remov…
I need someone to sneak up behind me, grab me by the hand, and pull me along beside them.
Scars, scars, scars. Scars on my arms. Scars on my legs. Scars on my stomach. Scars on my mind.
Being a poet is not simply being g… It is much more than that. Writing poetry is something that y… A poet is something that you are. We see the world not as a bunch of…
1) From the very first second I saw you, you have been the only one I want. Thoughts of anybody else vanished and have not returned. From the very first day, you have been the first and...
You don’t love me, but that’s okay, I understand. It only makes sense. Someone like you, so beautiful,
It’s the night before Christmas E… Tomorrow morning I’ll be surround… and laughter and warmth. But right now, tonight,
I feel like my veins are about to… My lips are lacking. They’re incomplete, only half of a… My body is begging. It’s dying to be touched, to be fe…