. Tonight, I think about you… Wrapped in night’s cozy arms, I dwell and wander pointlessly, lulled by the silence of the fast-asleep city snore. We were no Romeo nor Juliet. Not even close. But we were pariahs on the love fields. Fighting against the world aswell as against each other, because we didn’t want…… Continue reading Tonight…
. The ghostly feel Of your hand On my hip, Pull me against Your chest And enjoy the beat! Lead the way… I’m in, Love No matter where-to the trip. A nowhere waltz Or an Oh-la-la salsa So sour and sweet. Make me swirl Make my heart race, Cha-cha me furiously… My clumsy steps Will…… Continue reading Just a dance…
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. . I sometimes wonder As my soul is sore, What’d still would be If I’d be no more… The moon’d still moon And The sun’d still sun, Day would run to its end And another would come. Snow would still fall And wind would still blow, Drying the last remains Of this lingering sorrow……… Continue reading Another would come…
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Pain told love… (November 25th FFF)
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading You don’t care… (Late November 4th FFF)
. If I leaned To your ear… And softly whispered My secrets. If I offered you My dreams, My doubts, If I ever let You Take control, Navigate my scarred Skin… If I let you be My sailor, Maybe even My next of kin. Would you You say you regret Missing The chance to kiss…… Continue reading My strawberry lips…
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Blue Moon… (September 30th FFF)
. How could IEver forget the burningFeeling of yourPungent lullabiesRunning downMy throat?Burning tales,Running on myHungry tongue.Promising myselfEach and everyTime,It was the last…That by the firstSunset ray,When the headacheHit meI would quitYour fantasy world.For good.Yet, stillI’m thirsty andCraving a word playFix.I just long toGet drunk on your Finely picked words,Again.
. If I close My eyes Tight enough, I can still Hear The sweet melody Of the cast Shadow Of your fingers Running errands Down my Spine and Around my hips… Humming, softly Your most Unspeakable lullabies to my hungry ear. And though you dared Mocking The tone Of my blushing cheeks, The goosebumps On…… Continue reading Sweet melody…
Cyranny's Cove 