Sometimes chasing sparks brings nothing but sorrow.
Sometime passion never ignites with someone
who is right every other way.
Sometimes even the right thing we do becomes very wrong.
All we thought as best turns dust !
Some people choose to be with the wrong one because it requires no change or growth from them to be in that relationship. You see, being with the right person and keeping them around requires you to constantly learn, mature and evolve. @PLECCA
Can I write you a letter?
Is it OK to tell you how I feel? Will it be OK to express the love I have for you on paper with my pen? For if I were to draw it, it would be an explosion of bright neon colors, bleeding into one another, forming never before seen colors and shapes; inviting the mind to be more curious. Enticing our fingers to wander, and want to feel the new shapes and patterns we’ve created.
It would be safer to write, because then I can think of the right words to put down. I could merge letters to form words to tell you how your smile makes my heart blush. Or how your anticipated touch makes my body shift. How my lips savor your taste, and my fingers crave feeling your sk...
Lentamente tomo conciencia de que hoy es un día nuevo
En un intento fallido, te busco entre las sábanas y solo siento el rastro de tu piel a esa temperatura cariñosa que tiene el poder de erizarme la piel.
Aún no abro los ojos y mi nariz no quiere despegarse de la almohada, ella tiene tu olor
Te escucho lejano haciendo ruido, allá por la cocina. Ojalá que estés haciendo el desayuno... Creo que me voy a hacer la dormida un poco más y dejar que lo traigas a la cama, ojalá lo hagas
Respiro profundo y mis labios esbozan una sorrisa remolona recordando la noche que pasamos juntos; nuestros cuerpos deseosos de conexión, nuestras manos curiosas recorriendo caminos sinuosos, nuestras mentes atolond...
Helpless like a baby in the dark.
So numb inside.
Dreams torn appart.
Losing my mind
Freezing my heart
I love them, I love them all.
I love seeing then laugh and have fun, I love them seeing them being changed for Good and I love when they share there victories, I love getting to watch them grow to amazing young women and men.
But it hurts to see them fall and to watch them cry and being hurt by life it hurts Me went I can't seem to find the words help them.
They are young and weak and bearly learning how to be themselves and actually embrace it Because it's awesome to be who you are, we are all unique and beautiful!!!
I am talking about You the Youth if this world full of bad choices and mistakes But at the same time it's all beautiful and colorful and there's love and kindness in the air...
You caress me and you care for me. Even in the length of time we may not touch, we have a deep flame that ignites bright and deep. We maneuver through the night as we feel the strength of our passion burn deep. There is not doubt of love between us, but after dark we are like wolves that want with deep thirst that needs to be satisfied. When we look into each other’s eyes, our bodies connect as if it was a puzzle piece that has met its match.
Thinking of how much deeper we are as the days go by and how we crave and desire one another, is a feeling not many get to share. Burn hot and burn for a lifetime, as we are one flame that can’t be put out.
The success of your relationship will depend on the quality of your conversations. If you struggle to find the words to communicate with each other, your hearts will never truly feel connected. @PLECCA
I would much rather your eyes tell me how much you love me than have your lips deceive us both.
Love is scary
But what's the thrill
With the right one
When you know that.
Nothing else matters
He will own your heart
And special place
That no one else can hold.
And for that one person
To have them forever
All the pain and hurt
The uncertainty and madness
The scars and nagging
Only what follows matters
Happiness and peace
Those little moments
The sweet touches
The burning passion.
The one day he will truly belong to you
One kiss will tell you
What love is
Every other pain will wash away
You can live again.
Nails gripping deep
In return for warm breathless kisses
How would the memories unfold.....
On the bed of thousand creases
Twisting satin layered pillows
While you flared your emotions on
For the night to be so chilled
I knew not fire embellished in moans
Greasing my body in rage
I never intended meekness to be caved
You kept swimming in bottomless love
and I eased my body
In your bites over my bones
These tales.......... on islands forlorn
will remain unkown
Don't ask me how did it all............
It all started with the pain of
"Leave me at my own"
No words can ever express what I'm feeling. Exhilaration beyond belief when u look at me. IM extremely attracted to you,and everything about u. THANK U for taking.care of me when I was sick.
Looking forward to our fight night.
TO baram azizi💜🦋🍂
A ella le gustaba hablar, siempre se pensaba y definía como una mujer emocional. También se consideraba muy charlatana, hasta que un día coincidió con él. Su rol pasó a ser más tímido, empezó a escuchar más que hablar, empezó a sentir más que a teorizar sobre sí misma. Se sentía desafinada, insolente, nerviosa y desafiada. Se mostró desnuda y juguetona desde la primera vez que se vieron. Y con esa picardía adolescente se divierte.
Pero escucha voces que le dicen es solo una experiencia más, no pretendas hacer sobrelecturas que no están. No te caigas, pisá firme.
Ella se deja llevar y tuvieron sexo virtual; warro, caliente y juguetón. Aún no se conocen ni tuvieron la alegría o el desdén de...
To the Friend who was too fucked up with his ego,
Do you remember the scar you gave me on my left arm while playing with the lighter?
Well. It turns out that’s gonna stay forever now. Along with the scar of endless self-loathing.
You know tragedy has had a way of dealing with me every time I find myself in a mental block.
I want to ask you a few questions though - to remember you as someone who changed me for both good and bad.
Is your knee injury healing well?
Do you still feel the need to smoke up to keep calm?
Did you find a ‘hot-girlfriend-cum-wife material’ woman yet?
Have you still saved my number as ET (Extra Terrestrial) or just erased it the way you did it with me for r...
His lips soft and inviting.
Hands strong and hypnotic.
He Breathes, I Breathe.
His thrust strong.
The pleasure Consumes my every thought.
His sent all over my willing body.
He rode his sailor inside her, leading to a moan of music, so strong and delightful. She was quite melodic, so well tuned and glorious. When he touched her right, she composed the most intense sounds of pleasure as he rammed his tongue with her. When he sailed down to ride his boat in her sleek passage of the river, her face shined like a tempted angel.
The heart wants without choice
It beats in the night
So red in passion and life
A dreaming red chamber
Amber sunsets side-by-side
Yet the heart has a governor
Cold steel is the mind
Made wise from whetting
Fighting winds of time
Love is folly, this One, this Time
The heart is compassionate
Red in its yielding
Gives up its rose for trimming
Sharp and cold is the killing
Red is the blood that is dripping
Pain is all that is feeling
Yet together Heart and Mind
Bury the bleeding seedling
And from it transforming
A red flower blooming
Clarity in seeing the beauty in living
To continue walking the path of being
Que te dicen mis labios, que en mis ojos no puedes ver. Que te dicen mis manos, acaso te tengo que traducir o tú con naturalidad las puedes entender.
Vestigios de mujer que me llenan, haciéndome perder la cordura, jamás había conocido aquella pronunciada locura que me llena de vida y me atraviesa el alma dejándome solemne, atrevido y con todos los sinónimos de dulzura.
Me inquieta el alma saber que entiendes el sarcasmo de quererte con vehemencia y soltura.
Pero comenzaré mordiéndote de tus labios, la comisura, para que entiendas que te deseo toda, desee tus pestañas hasta tus uñas, tus caderas y también tus ojeras, a ti con esa sonrisa de suprema amabilidad; principalmente a ese corazón que...