I have not found her yet.
Her character is in many of the ones I've met.
I feel her close, as if she were real.
I miss the electric beauty between fingertips and kiss.
I'm still in search of she that will bring bliss.

As the wind blows
And the trees become woodwinds
Playing a wonderful tune
My eyes experience the beauty
Of what nature is
While my mind fails to attain it
And my mouth cannot express
In the end, it's better to get my own taste and experience the aesthetic

The sun rises to see your smile
It makes it shy
The moon loves its glow
And the glistening of your eye
Your beauty illuminates
I hope it never dries or dims
Sweet Lullaby
Your face pleases my eye

Freedom.
Its smell is great
As I inhale it smoothly.
It's next to You
That I am soothed
Being with You I have found my peace.

I'm tired of this ****
Seeing screens in all aspects of my life
Wanting internal seductions to be satisfied
Lust is killing me from the inside
God, help me from my own mind
I don't want my mind to be between my own thighs
I want to be liberated from this tie

Of having someone so close
And feeling their skin
Of having another being tell me that they love me
and it being genuine
Of feeling someone else's vibrant sense of living
and not being ******
I miss being in love with somebody
But I'm all right being me
Enjoying the people life brings