My words that you read or the words that I wanted to break your heart like branches in the winds, blowing in my mind, You wanted to escape, the tree skies, breaking I wanted to protect you, and cover your insecurity with the strength of my words, and the quietness of my…… Continue reading My Words That You Read…
I have weird obsessions… Denmark (obvious), Mads (hey, I can’t control my hormones!!), flags (gotta be a regular in the Cove to understand that one) and… The word “shitload”! Thank you, whoever you are, who invented that great, giggle-maker word! Yeah, I like the word, it makes me laugh, and I use it as often…… Continue reading This reblog may contain some “shitload” – Mrs Completely
via Daily Prompt: Exposed You… You came into her life, no notice, no invitation. Not willing to act like the masses, you bombed her fortress, dug through her walls, knocked down every door leading to her private quarters… She did throw herself in your arms, but she whispered a warning to your ear. Not…… Continue reading Exposed…
Strains of Rock and Roll a guitar riff echoed My mind’s wine like empty bottles, lying about The waiting waiting never seemed easier to get, What, I wanted, What, she wanted Crawling along the bed like her fingers across my skin I grabbed the edges of the sheets like…… Continue reading When, She Told Me…
Trying not to considering who- -wondering about what she does to me. Trying to keep my thoughts my own possessing what I am but knowing that she owns me all the same, Trying, but failing miserably not for the want of trying, just not being able to resist her influence on my thoughts, Try,…… Continue reading Trying Not To…
via Daily Prompt: Better I don’t aim to be perfect… Perfect is too much responsability to bear, too much worries, too much weight on my weak shoulders… I just want to be better… A little better, everyday, a little bit, little by little. Just a better version of me, getting better tomorrow and…… Continue reading Better…
tu m’as braconné le coeur * Traquée tel un prédateur * Tu m’as mise à genoux Et j’ai les poings liés Devant toi, mon beau loup, mon renard argenté. * Faudra-t-il que j’implore pour qu’un jour tu m’achèves? Que tu me croques à pleines dents et t’abreuves de ma sève… * Et me laisse pour…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
via Daily Prompt: None I spent all night searching my soul, looking for a reason, one simple reason not to love you… I found good memories, warm thoughts, leftover smiles and lingering caresses… But reasons not to love you, I found none.
A little late, but I was busy… Meh, ok! I just lazied out a little bit, but they say “better late than never”, and I say that too! Especially when I am late, like I am, and let’s face it… we’re just losing time right now! Regulars in the Cove know what this is about,…… Continue reading Looking back on March… And April!
via Daily Prompt: Control If you knew, the control behind these tied hands of mine… * Keeping a straight face at all times. Preserving you from the Mayhem. * You couldn’t stand the tide of my full throttle love.
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