i found you againthere's always something that draws us back to this intoxicating pool of love, of each other. i somehow don't mind drowning in its depths, with your hand holding mine as we sink below.i found you again
i realize now we were never completely released from each others' webs, our hearts are forever tangled. your soul never ceased calling mine.
i want to always drink in your spicy love, to answer your soul's calling with my own.
magneticthe storm of my heart mingles delicately with the pitter-patter of rain outside. swept up in this controversy of love and destiny, hope and quiet despair.magnetic
the lightning of your presence is electrifying the air, and i'm struck by the waves of you, simply you.
the pitter-patter of my heart rages with the storm thundering outside. swept up in this controversy of two magnetic souls, with the same impossible connection to break.
i remember it wellhow could this be anymore than a dream? this whirlwind of emotion, like i'm falling all over again, but i'm catching on thornsi remember it well
i'm expecting your voice to fade at any moment, to open my eyes into the seemingly endless dark of my room.
but it's not, and i close my eyes for one blind, blissful moment. i soak in that liquid honey, and my god, i swear i could drown in your tones.
if only just to remember this moment.
haltinglyYes, there's something quite seductive about the ability to dream. I'm drifting down honeysuckle rivers andhaltingly
gliding amongst the clouds, tasting the rain before it falls.
I do not want these dreams to leave as the shooting stars do, searing the
midnight sky for one blindingly beautiful moment (so much like the moment your fingertips traced the curves of my soul) before disappearing in the depths of the darkness, lost.
Some day I'll tell you about these dreams of mine that linger in the sky, haltingly, stalling for the right one to ca
Featured..
Sentimental
--
Owner: Tracey
Race: Siberian Husky
Bow before my unending cuteness!
--
"The strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack." Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book, 1894.
--
I'll wait for you, because you're the only one I want.
--
fairy eye
--
Jonesy
--
I live in poetry and pictures.
--
nicole renee
to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed - Cassandra Clare "City of Bones"
Previous Page12345...Next Page