So here's to you...
I love you.
Happy Birthday
I mean "It's a day"


smoldering embersplacing whispers on my shoulder close i feel the heat of his breath knowing the sensation of his lips grazing my skin my skin prickles crawling from neck to lower back a moan escapes my anticipationsmoldering embers
his whispers tracing up my neck
delicately glancing my ear tiny little nothings he says just the heat of his breath softly lulling more anticipation another little moan
his hand slips up my arm
quietly encouraging awakening
my face inches from his
the heat between us rising a kiss spontaneous quick aggravating
minute burning kisses in


InspiredFeared inspiration had left me I realize that I have a new outlet. My passions escape in means other than my words, my art, Comforting me that the thoughts are pure, Not defiled by my inability to speak, draw.Inspired
Kisses that melt, looks that ignite, Touches etching my memory forever Love that is only comparable the the brilliance of the stars... My inspiration is not gone or forgotten For you are my inspiration, and my love is my works.


CravingRummaging through cabinet after cabinet looking at item after item craving's driving me next to insane but I can't pinpoint for what... Then it hits me Slowly closing the door That's it's the sweet taste of you I'm craving, wanting, searching for A taste of your lips A hint of your scent A touch of your hand My craving cannot be fulfilled...Craving


Memory of a Morning BrokenWe didn't speak. I know that we were witnessing the same thing, feeling the same emotions, baring our souls to nothing for the exact same second, the identical sphere of being. The tiny stones, tan and black and grey rolled effortlessly underfoot as if they had been properly greased. The metal corner of the air conditioning fan frankly hurt my ass. I wasn't exactly sure what I had done, what I had just killed into a painful death. I did know what had just died inside, and the hole was both painful and gaping.Memory of a Morning Broken
Bullshit honor. I was kicking myself in the teeth right now, I knew I was wrong, that I had let a prize slip by, dis


A Much Needed WalkTake that walk down by The old mill like you used to. Let your hair down, flow, Escape and feel the wind.A Much Needed Walk
The air has changed, Things aren't as pure, Aren't as whole as
They used to be.
Grab that thought, The prayer you used to pray Once upon a time, The words of your dream.
Ebb and flow of A brook beside you Sings a tune you Used to hear, a whisper
Before the song died...
Let the mood surround you, Feel the vibration of Love once in your hand Realize the mirage of what you now have.  


TogetherI still meet you in my dreams where we talk and " I love you"Together
needs only be said with our eyes I feel you in the wind you caress my face
and I feel safe in my own skin
My heart still echos yours two beats one sound I ask not for your return
how do you return what never left? Words may be lost
hours waste away
seperated I never walked away
rooted to this hill
waiting then realizing I never had to look
for you were always here as I am always there behind closed eyelids we dance in dreams to our silen
Twirl
by ~mp0
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Living a life is the way of lying to yourself that death shall not come. But before dying you have a whole life to live!
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Salvation in a kiss,
Nirvana in a glance...
A love once lost is now found,
And the universe revolves with the dance.
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I'm just me...
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All love gone wasted
All trust down the drain
How cruel you are
To give me such pain
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365Tomorrows - A new piece of short SciFi fiction each day
^lovetodeviate : Resources for Writers
dA is for the literary arts, too.
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I'm just me...
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Kiss Me Dead
The Gallery [link]
I Blame The Parents
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Quinn:"But you can't leave me here with those...those yuppies!"
Daria:"Yuppies Are From The 80's."
Quinn:"So what do you call those people with funny outfits who talk about peace and love and stuff?"
Daria:"Trekkies."
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