Entre tu piel y mi piel, there’s a world of desire, a burning flame that we both feel, a love that never will expire. In your arms, I find my solace,
Besos y mas besos, love fills the… A tender embrace, a passionate aff… With lips locked in a sweet, tende… Our hearts entwined, in a state of… Besos y mas besos, a language of l…
I gazed for the stars this night,… Swimming in straight unnatural per… A dance for a mate in unknown code… breaking the fog of the dark with… Seeking a final destination where…
I can’t hold your hand anymore lit… Fly my little angel and fly up abo… I can’t protect you for the rest o… The greed and anger that dissipate… Drink up your milk little one and…
I’m not that smart. I can’t figure out what a real A… I can’t be near her but I can onl… I am not happy cuz I don’t want a… I love drinking my apple juice in…
Haikus, short and sweet Three lines, five seven five A world in each verse Nature’s symphony Chirping birds and rustling leaves
My brain short circuits a lot. Sometimes I forget things, And I’m slowly starting to think… Leaving pieces of myself wherever… A trail that won’t lead anywhere,
Don’t get too attached to family c… Live a long peaceful mundane life. Make a happy corner for yourself i… Apples and bananas are good. Don’t start crying cuz life isn’t…
We have tendencies to be self destructive and it was only ever our fault, yours and mine and we were never okay.
By Stanley Collymore The ultimate realization that what you were essentially happily doing all along and not giving a real damn about t…
Dazzling colours In the Sicilian meadows That blossoms Perfect in form Royal purple and crimson
Beyond past and going back, much to see how much is true and h… Whatever has happened, see how muc… I would like to see how many times… Have you ever asked a question wit…
Waiting for the other shoe to drop… On edge, tiptoe in the cornfield. Rip off the bandaid won’t you? It’s all become too much. Tight rope walking, one wrong move
1. In shadows cast by the absent f… A mother’s strength, unwavering, e… She’s both the anchor and the guid… In her embrace, we find the streng… 2. For in the pain of his departed…
Hurled up in the abyss of sorrow Bewailed on the gifted wounds Now, Raised from the abyss
Old age doesn’t exist for all Because many claim its presence; I submit that living goes on Through many-hued firmaments. A shade of love lives here
There are justifications why solit… Has been considered cruel and unus… There is a reason why our Maker c… To be Adam’s wife; she wasn’t cre… For man’s a social creature needin…
Here we are in figurative stasis. tell me please where my place is. Where the breakthrough of this bru… Hearts torn from the shallows of t… My mind rolls from six to six
By Stanley Collymore Be absolutely careful about what you gratuitously, and distinctly very malevolently wish upon others, advises a very astute Barb…
Friendship is a precious gift Tha… It is a bond that we should cheris… Friendship is a source of joy Tha… It is a treasure that we should sh… Friendship is a bridge of trust T…
By Stanley Collymore Even if the MBE actually meant anything which, on a practical level, I quite personally don’t think it does, as Britain, in case…
Conjuro de Amor, spell for the he… Whispers of magic, a mystical art A chant of passion, a dance of des… A potion of love, to set hearts on… Gather the herbs, and light the ca…
In the meadows, far from the city, Away from everyone we know about, Lay you and I, together as one, Hand in hand, and our eyes meet, They do the talking, cause words h…
Cada despertar del disco ardiente del Sol, es una mañana llena de inocencia y plenitud.
In the fields of life, we sow our… Hoping for a bountiful harvest to… But sometimes, fate has other plan… And we end up with a storm, instea… Sowing wind, reaping storm
In her they see a beauty sought; i… Her happiness a fallacy wrought; y… Please, goddess of life, explain t… Allow yourself to realize that you… to be won in a contest, let loose…
Generational wealth is the unfores… Totem pole of our time and date I have a dearth of good qualities Optimum language of the plummiest… More self control than dozens befo…
To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done
What a pleasant dusk, to see the sunset. At the seashore, than being at home-bore. Waves at the sea,
Ice cracked bones Heart made of stone The statue sits upon its throne All alone birds tend Her loneliness