Twilight is a time for perfumes . The bed is covered with petals of the night blooming...
in my heart theres
a place where you linger.
Soft shoulders where
I go to cry ....
For the little simple things of everyday,
For father,
For mother, for me.
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In the sky now twisted and broken
as he crackle of thunder forms.
Darkness hangs like...
I live in the dark
Where we used to be.
Within silent memory
That ony I see....
I once understood at one time I knew But its all gone away and what's left is few, the longer I continue...
~~If the world ever stopped spinning Standing lifeless in time and space. When the last...
~~In my head there’s a room where you linger. Bare shoulders where I come to cry ...
to matter enough that my smallest words earned a study or a moment of reflection
as I ever intended...
Come see me as I imagine you
Come favour me as I like you
Come caress me as I hold you...
I need you To hold me
When I'm afraid and weak
I need you To be...
In the cold and lonely moments of uncertainty. I want to be In the glowing warmth...
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Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley
Where will the funnel be, Without the breeze of thee The soft delicate deliver of she,...
look at the sheets Silken and perfumed You held me inside their sweet prison.
...
Her lips red as blood. Sweeter than nectar. Passing softly against mine. My...
Without the benefits of love, the heart is nothing
A boat alone rowing against the pull of silent...
