"With a little help from my friends . . ."
It is the hourWhen from the boughsThe nightingale’s high note Damn it! Oh god! That’s Byron (I say)The words are not mineIt sounded so goodI thought it inspired Now I’m depressedI need something newTo express how I feelSince I met...
I know of what you speakI have been there you see.There was a day not so long agowhen I looked like youas he looked at me. Our eyes caressed each other gentlyand his world is what I was.I remember it so...
"You'll forever sparkle in my heart"
For my little glitter princess, read it to a beat. Can you feel that? Why does it take a tragedy?To make us finally seeWhat we may have missed. Unity.Tranquility. How does life get so crazy? That we forget about we?...
"An apology is needed, but how will we end up? Lonely? Pals? Friends? Friends with benefits? Lovers?"
I was beginning to get used to this now. My heart had stopped racing when I ventured out the door. I did not examine every approaching face for signs of suspicion, or spend all my concentration on every little detail...
"Our life together."
Funny how true love prevailsEven after those dark daysBack to our life fairy-taleIn bad times, I did pray We're both in a better placeLove is back and here to stayWe now always touch baseWe can talk and have lots to...
"I was Inspired, are you?"
Inflamed by a burning passionate desire every kiss of your lips drives my lust ever higher Needy and wanting your hands and your mouth upon my skin touching and tasting me drawing my nectar from within Spiraling out of control...
You have your lash and I have my own, marks and stings blossom across your flesh in order to make a home. A little more pain would make the whole heart follow next, veins would surge to the ghost note,...
I loved her dearly, And, With each passing spring the time went by with a lazy, careless ease. In March, the westerly wild winds roared and howled, Bringing her closer with each passing storm. "Love me," she chanted, "Want me,"...
"Think back, remember..."
Think back one year, exactly one year. Do you remember where we were?Do you recall the tremble inside when our eyes met? Or nervous smiles that asked, Is that you?Do you remember our first embrace? The warmth flooding through us, the instant connection so pure and natural, it simply felt right?Do you marvel at...
