January 2010
the hands waving
and i hear the last good bye
could it be the last i love you
for a really long while
cause the sunset sets down
into this valley of mine
will this be our last
lover of my mind
the dillusions
and the sleepless nights
waste away at my inner thoughts
cause they crave for the only
lover of my mind
the bodys intertwined
and as hard as i try
seduce my bodys will
for...
twist the fate of my story took my heart on hold see the clear signs, i have been sold trace back to you baby, you put my heart back together and without a clue you, you could this be true brace upon the embrace of your first touch i could’nt believe my heart tripped twice cause you are the love of my life.
feeling closeness once again fabricating upon soft skin when did memories become so haunting my lover of the past taking hands in midnight strolls grasping the air we used to hold smelling back the sweetness in your hair making me want you there my lover of the past time now gone so fast why’d you shatter the glass that i have built but to be torn down by the unseen horror my lover of the...
"give me a clue,something anything, i need to...
as i switch off the lights to this dimly lited room darkness evades the corners of glooms and i search and searchfor you, my dear cause i cannot feel you near touch me, i beg for you prescence like a pegi must have i must have and you switch on the lights you, the strength above my fright.
“LOVE
a widly misunderstood although highly desirable mulfunction of the heart...”
– MA<3
“Here my incessant cries,
longing for the touch,
of your tender warmth,
so...”
By which the entanglement I’ll justice out That you my dear I call upon The spur of the very being of my life. Because thy reach And grasp My soul Caress thy as though dancing Upon majestic waters To and by which My hand ever so doubtfully be in the touch of skin so smooth and then whisper I love you.
could it be possible that in the presence of silence between the pounding reverberating heart beats of you and me staring into your gleeful eyes makes my cheeks rise forming a vibrant smile only matched up to the happiness that you bring could fingers brush upon the cheeks,lips and face of that of another and suddenly break the silence of rhythemic motion amongst two conditioned lips cherry...
"i take lemonades and squeeze so you can lick my...
even the slightest raindrops
now barely touch my skin
glide down onto our palms
open, embracing
the once sought rain
i’d thought would never bring pain that arrow stabbed my heart
pierced right through
in one clean cut
now theres only stiches left
of the cringing past where did you go
why’d the fairy run away
just turned out to b
enothing at all like destiny.
its in the revived notions,
of another being,
do we find ourselves,
stripped bare naked,
of our fake facades,
standing tall and proud ,
chest high above the clouds,
surrendering to thy„
the best,
not of me,
bt of the becoming of me,
with you,
storming barracades of ferocious winds and thunderous lightning,
to get to where you are,
cause the meaning of you,
is what i live...
someone to fall back on
‘ll never be a knight in armor without a sword in hand or kamakazi fighters Don’t count on me to storm the barricades and take a stand or hold my ground You never see in the scars or wounds, to walk on coals i won’t walk on water I am no prince I am no saint I am not anyone’s wildest dream But i will stand behind and be someone to fall back on Some comedy, bruised and...
bitter sweetness of the tongue of your fingertips, and i wonder is this me, i’ve been hiding deep down under and i came to the conclusion that nobosy else around me sees me things the way i see.
than you came along with yourcape and some new armor. and you said to me , “i’ll take you back to my world. where summer trees sway to the breeze of the paradise clutter. and the...
“The truth was that I wanted to hear his voice again, like I had in the strange...”
– Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 7, p.160
we do the most stupidist of stuff for all the wrong reasons because , the matter of fact is, cause we know their right.
“simplicity is the way to go, keep things in prespective and they’ll never...”
“i dont like the way he stares at me.” she says
“keep staring.” she thinks.