You cloud my mind
Like a weathered storm
And always leave me Wanting more
I'm a rose
I come with dagging thorns
But you somehow still
Give me less forlorn
The moments we Have yet to share
To be able to unravel the mind of someone who is just oh so fragiletook hardship and despair.
Being told that it would not be worth it gave me more of a desiring will to unwrap those thoughts.
Power, strength, and beauty are three words in society that don't typically go together
I think that's why I have such a deep love for horses
Their muscles give them the power and strength to do amazi...
Ed Hardy once said love kills slowly
I want to be murdered I want you to kill me as best as you can I want to agonize and cry for centuries
kill me slowly I wouldn't mind dying
at someone else's hands...
I want to be with you on rainy days
or below forty
or even on snowy days
Drinking coffee or maybe hot cocoa, perhaps tea?
We'll be reading your favorite book out loud
Or watching our favorite fi...
How to make you know
that you make my ears swell,
when you pick up your apple.
How I try the very best to impress
with my Samsung.
I looked upon your stare,
would I have lingered,
I humbly put away my...
Infatuation. Lust. Love. Those three words, the three stages of my feelings for you.
I was at a party that night. You were probably at home, almost 1000 miles away.
That Cactus App gave me luck—I rece...
Hands touch the ivory and music comes alive in dancing notes on staff paper and the
groan when you get something wrong and the soft sigh when your fingers touch
the keys in a way like never before
I worship her body—it’s a temple under my knowing gaze—
an altar beneath my wagging tongue—a god to my meager self.
I sing my praises in-between her thighs—her moans my echo.
Confessional happens at n...
It’s a mixture of adoring something unconditionally, appreciating something and even if the beauty of it seems to fade, it’s always beautiful to you, it’s always adorned by you, it’s always trea...
Gaiety; "the state or quality of being lighthearted or cheerful."
Her old soul is beautiful to hear and feel.
You couldn't resist looking at her, hearing her, or talking to her.
Express your emotions,...
She can still remember the way his teeth looked in his head when he first
Smiled at her
They were white, white as hell, and reflected the universe and the god
That may or may not
Be there at all
To my kid or kids I hope I have one day
I hope that I can be the best mother that I can be
Times change and are always changing and I may not always understand what you are going through
But talk to m...
The day I saw her,
Everything else became a blur.
As soon as she spoke my name
I prayed she felt the same.
One look and I saw my life
A nice house, kids, and her as my wife
One day my life will be com...
Maybe he'll love me. One day when I'm pretty. Happy-go-lucky. Young, wise, and plenty.
Maybe he'll hug me. One day when I'm sad. Unlucky and hurt. When I'm feeling bad.
Maybe he'll bug me. One day whe...
Talking to her you find she's a mystery
You tell her she's beautiful but she thinks she can't be
But the way her eyes hold so much beauty, The way her voice sounds like the best Symphony Hearing her l...
I saw her smile and I knew I’d be wanting to see that smile in the morning before I even looked out the window to see the sun, she was better than the sun because I didn’t need to worry about staring ...
in this world is quite as powerful
as a woman knowing her own worth.
it only took one brave soul
to show me what i truly deserve in a love.
the standard is set from here on out.
a standard of ...