Lay your turpentine blistering lips, on my self-consuming body… I yearn for a trail of Napalm kisses, scarring every inch of me. Burn, Bomb, Destroy! Annihilate, Ruin, Spoil… Smolder me and spread the ashes to the winds. I wish not to survive this journey of pleasures and sins… Via today’s Word of…… Continue reading Burning Love…
You live, by your own standards… Respecting your own rules. Not taking orders… Ever! You trace the lines you follow. Not asking anything from anyone. No help, nor bullshit no thoughtful advice… Ever! You choose your path, walking on broken glass, thorns ripping your thick skin, yet you never deviate, Ever! You built yourself…… Continue reading Ever!
Let me grow on you… Covering your scars with my loving Ivy touch! This week, I dedicate my (almost) daily pictures to the subject of patterns, in the honor of Kate, who kindly participated in the creation and débuts of the Word of the Day Challenge … Thank you Kate, for…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
The sun never asked the flower to follow it. The flower seeks the warm rays no matter what. Naturally, the sun shows up, and the flower turns to it. So maybe you understand better now, Why I glow the second you enter a room. It was meant to be, to me you’re perfectly fit! …… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
My ear to your chest Listening to your life’s beat Utmost lullaby Via today’s Word of the Day Challenge: Lullaby
Love can only be unrequited if it comes with a tag saying “Love me back, please!” How many times did you press your index on my lips, shushing me to silence? As if not letting me tell you, would keep me from feeling it. You probably never allowed yourself to wonder,…… Continue reading I love you.
Dear you, I spent the afternoon with this very dear friend of yours, I know you know who I mean. Before this week, I hadn’t met with her in twenty five years, but it felt like we had parted just yesterday. I didn’t know her that well back then. Not anywhere near as much…… Continue reading Too late a letter…
Te crier à pleine tête, Mes secrets de porcelaine Te hurler combien je t’aime Mon but ultime, mon unique quête…
Coming to my life, feathered caress on my wounds… You are my solace! Via today’s Word of the Day Challenge: Solace
So unexpected, Your name spelled everything sweet! Serendipity… Via today’s Word of the Day Challenge prompt: Serendipity
Cyranny's Cove 