Dream Worm
Dream Worm
When I lay awake in my bed, as I close my eyes it’s thoughts of you that fill my head. My heart races and my body becomes warm. Beneath the blankets I start to squirm. You hold me close and I hold you too. Caressing your thighs softly, kissing your eyes. I drag my finger tips slowly down both your sides.
Staring deeply into your eyes, feel my hands on your cheek, as they tighten and reveal a smile.
Just close your eyes and listen to our hearts call out for each other. I hold you tightly as dawn approaches, one night in heaven and now it’s back to reality.
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M 24 09 -Let go
Tears pour down my cheeks
like rain drops on a windshield
in the heavy storm of night
puddles of my broken heart fill the creases of my face
The cold numb feeling grasps my soul
my body trembles each time I hear
those words they echo in my ears, like a bell so close it’s all I hear
those powerful words traped in my ears
Forgive and forget?
My personal messages were read while I was asleep. I feel so violated and exposed. The trust that I once placed in you is no longer there. One of the most important cornerstone of a relationship is trust. Without it why should we stay together? I can forgive this transgression but I am afraid I'll never forget...
3:56 AM
Love
Love is a flower
it is beautiful and full of life
take care of it and it will grow strong and produce fruit
Love is a flower
neglect it and it dies
slowly but surly it decays it fades to ash
我哭了
okay sad
Feelings S.O.S
You had me captivated, infatuated. My feelings for you are genuine. My heart took off like a rocket Moving at unimaginable speeds Soaring high in the sky At the apex of this rush, my heart exploded—showering it’s contents all over--for you to view. Beautiful and colorful words crisscross the night sky, the glowing embers slowly fading out of sight.
Darkness once again envelopes this life.
Infatuation.
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The late night dance
click clack, click clack, your feet make music as you twirl,
Beyond the water under the bridge, I see you dancing on the ridge.
Left right, left right
I join you beneath the waxing moon
Tonight, our night, we dance
Drifting Through The Void
Loneliness is a feeling I’ve often felt Gasping for air Gooseflesh covering my forearms Cold to the core I never get use to the emptiness
"I am alone", I say to myself in a somber voice As I drift through my mind, I reflect on thoughts and alternative realms of reality, realms that are warmer. I try to muster hope and hold on to her hand, but I do not allow myself to be fooled by her fickle nature.
Happy Presidents’ Day Weekend!
Or maybe not…the official title of Monday’s holiday has actually been “George Washington’s Birthday” since its establishment in 1879.
Never mind that this holiday hasn’t fallen on Washington’s actual birthday in nearly fifty years or that a certain 16th President also celebrates his big day this month (more on that here). Grab a slice of cake and tip your party hats to our first President and the 43 that have come after him - including Our Presidents’ own fab thirteen!
Portraits from the Presidential Timeline, The U.S. National Archives, and whitehouse.gov.
