Reblogged from bloodymary531
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Random rantings and frivolous funthings!
Emotional Worship
carry me to bed
lay me gently down
then kiss me from your heart
i need to feel it
in my toes
when you kiss me good that’s where it goes
with hand like a sculptor
fashion me in ecstasy
and promise not to leave me wanting more
complete this task
let me tremble in it’s fruition
you are the one says my intuition
splash not on the surface
but deep inside
that i may keep part of you
for all my life
(via golden-pineapples)
falling
softly.
surrendering.
to the warmth
between our bodies entwined in passion
touching each other
inside and out
our souls
d
a
n
c
i
n
g
together
to the rhythm
of our love
breathless
and
stolen
moments hidden
between moments
in time.
(Source: innermedley)
I write in pen because it
Shows a sense of confidence
About it, a smugness
That exudes its permanence.I write in pen so they’ll
Find my words, years later,
Whoever they are, and maybe
They’ll wonder, “what made her?”But I write in pen because
It’s not about “what made me,”
I made myself, so what they
Should dare to ask is, “what broke her?”
winter trees cry for spring leaves
brown apple moths fly
with shattered wings
untouched parchments
bleed sorry faces —-
my torso is a heat deprived desert
when you’re not here with me
The welcome release of a heart full of tears,
the emotional overflow of facing your fears,
doesn’t indicate weakness but makes your heart strong
and allows you to face things direct and head on.
For every tear shed, your soul creates scars,
you must learn to embrace them
they are who you are.
