"Oh, how I love thee..."
Laying in their separate bedsin different parts of the country,they each hug their pillows closeimagining it is each other as they send sweet messages of love.Both wanting, longing to go back to yesterdaywhen they were together,sharing soft passionate kissesas they...
It's sunset and the sky is red,By sunrise I'll be found as dead.I'm waiting as the tide rolls in,Regretting all that might have been.Not caring if I see the lightFrom all the stars or moon tonight.My story is an ancient...
"Someone from years ago."
You learn to no longer trust any flicker emanating nearby,sweeping over mysterious blueprints each time,memory is the victim of histories crashing and splintering into one another,as these engines tremble, begin to grow venomous. You should have known better, love,than to...
"In ancient Sumerian mythology, Innana (precursor to Aphrodite) descends to the Underworld"
Eros Innana By Bethany Frasier (via Calliope) From Sapphic Tales, the Innana cycleThe song of love has echoed long A chorus through the ages And bards have offered words enough To fill a million pages From harlots moans to poets...
"For someone who is always on my mind."
Everything dims around me, a bulb's filament fading fast, the light along warm bodies cautiously receding when we reach for one another, our naked shapes like two darkened continents afloat, struggling to collide in our new forms. Consuming me now...
"They lived a happy life"
When he held her hand, She was a young girl. They walked and talked,And often he'd take her for a twirl. When she became a young woman,He got down on one knee. He asked her to stay and become his...
"What started as friendship became more, much more"
It started with a comment, a simple review, but it led you to me and me to you. We talked, we laughed, we found common ground,and before we knew it, a friendship was found. We explored our likes, our dislikes, our...
He sings to me, songs of love As he comes to me at night Singing sweetly in his low voice Each note, he hits just right His hands are lightly calloused But his touch is light as air His fingers...
