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Mira scott Jul 2014
I think my favorite part was when he caressed my lips with the tip of his thumb

so slowly,
so affectionately,
so passionately,
showing the longing he wanted.

"I wish nights were often more like this.."

but that's just the adrenaline talking,
no sense of judgement to clarify things
no sense of direction..
both just taking it.. for what it is,
an adventure.

spontaneous,
and lustful.

everything wrapped all in one.
                                            (m.s]
Never would I have ever came across writing something about this particular guy.. much less feel anything..
Mira scott Jun 2014
she spoke aloud saying,
"and it ***** to admit it
but life tends to hit you at the most terrible places, it tries to teach you a lesson, but for what?
I know I'm going to get hurt some way or another.. either by something or someone.
I assume, its to teach us how to handle the different levels of pain we will endure.
it weeds out the most fit to not so fit.. wouldn't you agree?"

he replied,
"maybe you're right or completely wrong but,
why do you care so much?
why are you so insistent?"

she countered back with,
"because you idiot,
I'm insistent because I've never had anything to remain constant.
As much as I was silly to think that you would have, I must always have a plan B.
because plan A doesn't ever come guaranteed.
I care so much because I didn't ever intend to look like a fool but that was obviously inevitable.."

when she finished, he just looked at her..
he never expected her to be as so smart or so clever.
yet, they both knew that he had the upper hand.
because she just admitted her very weakness, a fool, a fool for being so naive.
and he knew how prideful she was so he stayed tight lipped.
it was the least he could do since whatever that happened between them had diminished.

they both proceeded to know each other and of each other at a distance,
both went back to as if their conversation ceased to ever exist,
which in the end, was entirely saddening.
but they assumed it was for the best
                                             (m.s]
never knew that I could have fallen in love with such an amazing guy with hidden ******* qualities
Mira scott Jun 2014
SLR
I like to think that I'm a mixture of a sunflower, a lioness, and a tortoise.
why?
simply because a sunflower is
exuberant,
vibrant in color,
flows softly and carelessly with the wind,
plain and simple,
Intriguing to say the lease.

why a lioness?
because she is Queen of the Sahara desert.
she is loyal,
she is independent and does not fully need to depend on a male,
though when given the right one, she'll go through many lengths to accommodate him.
she is also full in color,  plastered with battle scars to prove that she is of worth
and can handle the meat thrown at her
with nothing but scavengers surrounding her,
tempting her.

why a tortoise?
because they are slow and steady,
live on land with feet as claws, being able to dig into troubles and come out more wise than before.
Also they can retrieve back into their cave for as long and as endless as they want,
solitude is acceptable and perfered.

one is noticeable yet, easily breakable and disposable.
one is lazy, yet keen
one is small, yet can take on the world for three hundred and thirty years.

I'll be forever, and memorable, and radiant.
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