In the Shadows of a pale moonlight,
I envisioned making love beneath the starlight.
Being deeply tangled up,
with such mangled feelings
gave up and walked into your body
feeling the stirrings of being naughty.
Gently, you touch me,
and my body erupts with shivers.
Slowly and softly, you caress me,
and I can't help but quiver.
Whispering sweet nothings
that slowly turned into all things.
Coming together in such hunger,
grew my feelings to be stronger.
The moment we kissed,
there was such bliss.
Lost to lust,
our body combust.
Holding me in your arms,
makes me feel protected and warm.
You nibbled and trace my lips,
causing my heart beats to skip.
I reach out to touch you,
while you groped and clutch me.
Pressing me to your body,
my moans reflect your groans
sweet music to my sensitive ears
that leave happy tears.
I take great leisure
in having pleasure,
in kissing you
cause I've been missing you.
Beneath the pale moonlight,
in my heart, was delight.
Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 12:25 PM UTC
In the case of loving someone,
Don't trust them to never hurt you,
Trust them enough to know that they are only human and they are bound to err..
Trust them enough to give them freedom and space,
Trust them enough to know that their human nature can sin in anyway possible,
Trust isn't about perfection,
Its about knowing and accepting the fact that someone can sin against you or even hurt you but you choose to take the risk because you know that they are worth it,
Don't make trust a burden for anyone,
Trust simply and love truly..
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
the old people
advised
the young people
to never
trust someone who lies
or who talks badly
about someone
that they love
or barely know
but the young people
never listened
and now
they don't trust
anyone
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 10:30 AM UTC
As humans
during our
first year of life
we are supposed
to learn
how to trust
other people
for the
basics
but what are
we supposed to do
as we get older
and the hurt
increases
and the pain
won't subside
what about
when
our learned
balance
of trust
versus
mistrust
goes away
what about
when we
lose ourselves
and we are not
children
anymore
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 10:28 AM UTC
*In truth lies a content soul soaring free
In lies is a heart guilty tethered to tree*
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:15 AM UTC
I remember
you
as the leaves were
on that fine Autumn;
stunning,
and
fleetingly
beautiful.
I'll remember your hair,
and your warmth,
and your fingertips
as a constant reminder
of Summer,
for You are
my first breath
of Summer;
my Summersdawn.
And though
we are no longer
what we used to be,
I do still love you.
Do you know the saying?
"When you love someone,
they stay in your heart
Forever."
Well,
perhaps
it's in the way
you hold my hand
or say "I love you"
at night,
or maybe
it's in the way
your loving eyes
bring me daylight.
Because
You
will
always
be here with me.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:06 AM UTC
stupid people asking the same
stupid questions
thriving on the electricity of being so full of **** they were probably
born into it
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:05 AM UTC
The years of my youth, my sensual life --
how clearly I see their meaning now.
What needless repentances, how futile....
But I did not understand the meaning then.
In the dissolute life of my youth
the desires of my poetry were being formed,
the scope of my art was being plotted.
This is why my repentances were never stable.
And my resolutions to control myself, to change
lasted for two weeks at the very most.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:04 AM UTC