It was her laughter that made me love her. Her shy inappropriate madness is what made her beautiful.
What haunts me most about her eyes is the pain I put in them... In the corner of my dark soul Her passion is dark like a kohl She is giving new meaning to these feelings She is complete she is whole.
Understand the poem not the poet.
Moments caught in time. Simple memories spread out before me. Timeless reminders of how life goes on, even when it feels as if you cannot.
why do people pour water on concrete expecting something to grow from it" AP
And like nectar inside the bud,my blood drinks from your blood, beloved,and starves to join the salvation in your eyes;to be understood again and again, by your nakedness and certainty, a humbleness t...
thighs made of hymns, I read 'em like I'm reading runes. Now tell me where my future lies...your neck, can I Savion on it?
Hold my hand,and let me catch your paceEven if i'm last,you on first; we both won the race
Thou doth not know the tragedy of a tale between two hearts till the tears of a forgotten love dissolve into the scars of yearning and seep through the cracks of the broken, leaving behind a trail of...
You are the explosion of carnations in a dark room.Or the unexpected scent of pine miles from the woods of Maine.You are a full moon that gives midnight it's meaning.And the explanation of water For a...