"Someone once asked what love was to me, thought about it for a second and got all this..."
What is love to me? Love is when your heart skips a beat when he/she calls or texts. Love is when you fall asleep thinking of them and your first thought in the morning is of them. Love is when,...
The first gentle caress,A brush on the canvas of my soul. Gliding, floating through the currents of your love, Adrift. A dream in your eyes, A yearning for something more, An escape into the unknown. A chance, One afternoon in...
"Came to me one day while thinking of someone"
My Flower When you look at flowers You have a wide selection to choose from Some beautiful, others plain Some require too much attention Others require little to no attention No matter what you choose It's always your selection that...
"A woman is corrupted by a demon"
Born in the depth of the wildest fire came a Daemon of dark -- the Lord of Shadow. To the despair of the world, Cheitan became. As only the most cruel can be, he was a black sinful beauty, and...
Longing forUntamed Sensual Touches Featherlight Under moon- Light Pleasant Alluring Sighs Sought In One Night Between You and me Together Here Ever Firey In Reaching for Exhausted Lightheaded Intensity Grasping Holding Tight __________________________________ Poetry inspired by an ex-classmate, was definitely...
Late at night when your secrets are running free;Unleashed to roam around inside your head.You have no control because you are asleep;Do I invade your thoughts when you are in bed? I take you away to another place;Give you goose...
Pomegranate The orangey smoothness of your peel, into the reddish-pink seedling with succulent juice inside. The sweetness in its taste piece by piece, nibbling on the texture of you, craving every inch from each seedling to the next. Peeling the...
This is one of the many love songs I have written... It's the first one I'm really sharing, I have only shared certain lines to 1 other song, but this is the first whole song I am sharing with anyone...
"Summer love at sunrise"
Desire makes for a wave-lashed bedOn which we writhe and crack and cleaveSpritzed and sprayed with sea and sex,Tangled with tidal love we weaveWith no rest, no respite. KissesCross like sodden clouds, an endlessStorm of scorching dew. Lust’s nestLeaves its...
