In transfixed state
I lie awake,
A cawing crow
Predicts my fate
I hope to cross
The burning fire;
The bridge I walk
Is fraying wire.
Tag: Creative Writing
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As passion surfaces, intimacy is taken to another level. The insatiable heat of desire burns like a wild fire, and an unquenchable thirst gives rise to endless longing; the subtleties of her essence enthralling my inclination to the point of utter insanity, as I wildly express my love to her with primal instincts totally overtaking my body, pushing me to please her to levels of sensuality and ecstasy never before found. Her softness and femininity are savored as the moments are slowed down, and time is counted not in movements of the clock’s hand, but in movements of the waves of her pleasure. Her light brown eyes drive my desire. Kisses are given intensely and endlessly. The moans of her ecstasy and the movements of my sensuality are in beautiful synchrony. I want her more and more. The length and texture of her hair alone, moves my soul and increases my passion. The scent of her passion and of her perfume causes me to tell her secret feelings of love inside me never expressed. Strong feelings of emotion flood my soul, and sexual intensity permeates my mind and body. With every passionate word, and with every erotic movement, we rekindle our love over and over. Our sounds of pleasure is the melody of intense love and the fire that burns within us. I am deeply immersed in her essence. Her love to me is a wondrous dream wrapped within a dream. I am captivated by passion; I am a slave to her love.
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In deep sadness,
The shadows
Witness my misery,
And the torment
Of the dark clouds
That follow me;
Under a harvest moon
I swear to the heavens solemnly,
And to the starlight sky,
That one day
I will be free,
And live peacefully. -
Weary hearts
And tired souls
With sorrows untold,
Seek shelter from the storms
In a place that’s warm,
For slight reprieve
And a moment to breathe. -
A whisper in the dark
A loving touch
A deeper connection
A wondrous rush. -
Silent tears fall
When despair covers all,
And voices are lost
In the summer night winds,
Where turmoil begins. -
I come to you broken;
I come to you unloved:
I come to you with tears
But I come with a heart of love;
Please look past my faults,
And see my wounded soul;
Extend your precious love to me,
And make me whole;
Explore the depths of me,
And see my heart of gold;
Take me into your warmth,
And bring me out of the cold. -
You left me, but you took a piece of my heart and soul with you;
Remember me as the man who always loved you;
Remember my vulnerabilities that I openly showed you;
Remember the nights that we comforted each other and cried together;
Remember your promise to always love me forever. -
Kiss me under the starlight, and let’s exchange loving whispers; see my joyous cries as my loving heart quivers; tell me your feelings and pour out your heart; tell me the things that you think in the dark. Sing me sweet songs of your beauty and love; release my spirit and let me fly like a dove. My love, you are my sunshine; you are my light; you are my angel, and you are my life. I’ll caress your face in the dark of the night; I will please you endlessly in the morning light; I had dreamt of you in an autumn’s dream; I had seen your reflection in a peaceful stream. Then you came to me on a winter’s night, and shared a passionate kiss, under bright starlight; I held you closely, emotions deep within. You whispered softly, “Let our love begin.”
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Look into my eyes
And see my soul,
You will see my pain,
Fear, and sorrows untold;
You will see my suffering,
And you will see my plight;
You will see the darkness
That awakes me at night;
But there is a door
To a secret place,
Where my love is deep
And my sorrows are erased;
It is in this place
A bright light abounds,
And a peaceful stream,
Where my essence is found.
Intimate Compositions 