You're my happiness and sadness
but lord knows you keep me sane
For when you are near, i can see clear
You're my clarity when standing in rain
Walk with me through the storm beloved
Walk this long winding trail
Accompany me through the tempest
Through the onslaught of rain and hail
When thunder tries to shake us apart beloved
Let’s hold each other near
With you by my side when the lightning strikes
There is nothing I have to fear
The downpour is picking up beloved
But I know we will be fine
There is no storm I cannot face
As long as your hand is in mine
I still get scared when i pull up to your job,
Like I’ll see him there or you both in your car.
I guess I’ll continue to deal with what I’m left with,
*This nasty *** scar.
Hands trickle down your naked body like a soft morning mist.
Spreading your legs to expose your beauty.
Petals of your beautiful rose shine and welcome me.
Lookin deep into your eyes straight into your heart.
My tongue caresses your flower, sipping from your fountain.
Your body moves gracefully in pleasure.
Placing my hands on your hips to grip and lick...
Feeling you grip my tongue involuntarily as you climb to the point of ecstasy.
Gaining speed, grabbing on tighter.
Your body trembles wrapping your love in mine
expressing mine physically
Her rain falls down ... Not a drop hits the sheets
If mortality were more based off morality than the way things happen practically; things and emotion wouldn't come forth dramatically, the good wouldn't die young and the bad would die drastically.
take a shot through my heart,
im on the edge screaming **** the world.
i swear to god if you take her away from me again
might as well take my life with hers
i’m tired of these up and down roller coasters
i’d rather take a ride in a hearse
if there ever comes an end to us,
i'll quickly throw my life in reverse.
i get my hopes so high and we feel so good
then i get a jab of her reality like a beaten horse jabbed with spurs.
this pain in my chest is all too common.
maybe is the fear of being forgotten.
or the fear of being left, metaphorically, in a coffin.
i hope this isn't part of some trick or lesson.
karmas a *****, i’ve had her too much in my presence.
you can tell by my expression there’s no feelings i’m oppressing, i’d simply fall into a depression without you by my side taking my sadness and suppressing, to be honest, without you id turn to aggression take my fate as a message, and put a gun to its head for leading my life in the wrong direction.