You want me, you’ve made that very clear. But that’s not enough for me. I don’t want lust, I want love. Do you love me?

Not a second goes by where I don’… for you have wound your way into t… Every time my heart beats, a fresh… Christian, Christian, Christian The first time a said your name, a…

I am lost and confused I wonder what will become of me I hear laughter I see smiles I want to know how to be happy lik…

Scars, scars, scars. Scars on my arms. Scars on my legs. Scars on my stomach. Scars on my mind.

I wonder what would happen if we just let go. If we let this love

I am determined to be a woman that wakes up every morning with the fire in her eyes

I bet you’ll never know the sound that skin makes as you rip it apart, or the peace of mind that

For me, love has always been a heavy, and an urgent thing. It’s always hit me fast and hard,

I feel like my veins are about to… My lips are lacking. They’re incomplete, only half of a… My body is begging. It’s dying to be touched, to be fe…

All my life, I’ve felt like my hands have been empty and searching.

I could write a poem about every square inch of your skin. I could write a poem about every breath

I look at you, and I see you. I see your skin and it sends shivers

I thought I was finally over this… this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out touch me, touch me, touch me

I often find what is said to be di… rather interesting, and what is said to be interesting rather disturbing.