shape and form of desire curves of lustful beauty subtle touch of innocence depth of endless space fragility of God’s own angels hidden passion, deep inside sadness – O, the sadness
Tag Archives: desire
this falling in love
too good to be true it’s finally happened my days of loneliness coming to an end signs point positive tell me to proceed every blink and flinch strengthens connection thoughts become expectation with it comes doubt silence my mind my falling begins the spiral leads to love real, now, I cannot stop this falling inContinue reading “this falling in love”
wishing for the one
find me someone with the light of an angel in her eye an undying love for life and an unspoken love for death let that someone laugh with the trees, grass and rivers and let her bare feet dance in happiness forever find me someone with a wisdom surpassing time a great expanse of feelingContinue reading “wishing for the one”
declaration
I want to shout my admiration from a tower where everyone can hear I want to write the most meaningful words in a sonnet expressing the deepest affection from my heart I want to use the brightest paints, the most delicate strokes to portray your form – my perfect idol of desire I want myContinue reading “declaration”
lost
hello, my name is lost and here I wander in a haze you have made me this way no knowledge, unaware oblivious to the plight of infatuation my angel, my starlight the pole in the sky that harkens my heart and pulls the strings of my orientation hardship, oh bloody let-down still we are notContinue reading “lost”
rapturous captivation
every symbol uttered rings true in my ear every line and curve makes me smile every move and tick is beauty in motion every moment spent in company is a lifetime of joy every sigh is a warm breeze on my soul and every time we share is my favourite hour
not too much (i hope)
just someplace to rest my head just a home amidst the cold just a shape to share my bed just a hand that I may hold just two eyes in which to dive just two lips that I can touch just some way to feel alive just a way to ask too much
committing
my precious essence is living that same instant gratification a new and welcome comfort losing the moments of loneliness without the burden of self-loathing the nights are warm, the days full a heart to beat with yours the feel of close breathing a kind voice whenever needed a hand to hold your hand a spongeContinue reading “committing”
My Night With Just That Girl
Ally was a pretty girl with a sexy body. It was her legs and butt that really did it for me and for most other men. Her face was soft and her cheekbones were nicely sculpted its true but there was a rural look to her, something just off the farm riding in the backContinue reading “My Night With Just That Girl”
