Some boys will kiss you
Some boys will **** you
Some boys will love you
But only one boy will die for you.
May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 1:13 AM UTC
The caress of your
hand
like a soft
spring shower
The taste of your
lips
like a warm
June flower
You look at me like you mean to
kiss
But tease me with
intoxicating bliss
I reach,
you touch,
I feel,
you brush
My
palpitating
skin against yours
The melodic movements as you open
wondrous doors
Fiery passion
and
adventurous feats
Entice me with thoughts of
our
nights
under
the
sheets.
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
and the world was suddenly cold without you
left breathless and heart racing
thoughts, pictures, imagination run wild.
come back...
please?
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC
We work and sleep and eat and breathe
Monotonous work, dull sleep, tasteless foods, stale air.
No originality. No new ideas.
Imagine that world.
Where everything was forever recycled.
instead of monotonous work, work for what you love
instead of dull sleep, dream of adventures.
instead of tasteless food, create new inventions
And instead of stale air, take a deep breath of originality and... Write.
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 1:42 AM UTC
Sleep
Is gripping at the fringes of her mind.
Calling her
Into the black velvet blanket of
Unconsciousness...
Beckoning her
in an almost sensual way
She
Resists,
Pushes,
Sighs.
And gives in. Gives in to the melting sensation, the state of rest.
As time stands still...
movement stops.
As little pictures play inside her head,
Telling her...
Sleep
is
on
its
way
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC