Is it me? Is it real? The feelings that I feel... never seem to match the world around me. What if I’m lost in time,
Il vento ha dita affusolate. S’in… Lungo tratti di delicato viso. Dita che cercano sentieri lungo la… Occhi socchiusi, afferrati e porta… Vento, con punta di dita afferra p…
One night is all it does take To start fires and earthquakes Between two hearts so in love That take to the sky like doves One night is all it does take
Oh! the wind among the trees, How it stirs their wood to song! Little whispered melodies. All the winding road along. Was there ever such a sound,
Godhead’s lip hangs When our pulses have no golden tre… And his whips are flicked by mice And all star-amorous things. Drops, drops of shivering quiet
Out of fiery contacts ... Rushing auras of steel Touching and whirled apart ... Out of the charged phallases Of iron leaping
The day is closing dark and cold, With roaring blast and sleety show… And through the dusk the lilacs we… The bloom of snow, instead of flow… I turn me from the gloom without,
Hand. Heavy hand. Pressing down.
tired of the grind and wanting to speak my mind without fear or tether, birds of a feather flock together, in the pages and the lines,
Early Morning in Amarillo I stepped outside this morning, to… An odor filled my nose, I didn’t… The grass was green in the yard, f… The odor came from somewhere else,…
By Stanley Collymore Significant numbers of white Caucasians unquestionably throughout Europe, literally specifically the United Kingdom a…
You became my girl who I love and… A girl so special I’d do anything… I have your heart and you have min… Our love is so strong, prefect, di… You are my baby, the love of my li…
What does it feel like to become s… To have ur heart beat stop, To lose all feeling, To have ur blood flow quit? What does it feel like to never lo…
Turn, look, do Do anything that makes you Make up the sky, Breathe the air Which flows between your hair
sometimes you don’t make sense you… sometimes i just think your a snit… but then i think what would i do w… nothing. i would just sit there st… my best friend the one to get my a…
I’ve seen you before Maybe in a different setting Of a different core That striped dress shirt I’ve noticed before
Seven years have flown like seven… Like seven days of shining weather… Since we, forsaking single ways, Trod earth and faced the skies tog… The old is new, the new is old,
Bulging snake like veins purple , blue and black stains Hands that have managed to stay un… Hands that tell a life story About anger , pain and glory
You won’t regret it! You can alwa… Baby, I just want you to get it.… You know that i’m “It”. I’m nothi… Your needs are already considered… You never need to ask. Your beaut…
Short of stature, large of limb, Burly face and russet beard, All the women stared at him, When in Iceland he appeared. ‘Look!’ they said,
Dreaming to-day in a forest green Where the great gums rake the sky, My thoughts turn back to another s… And to old days, long gone by; To a land of youth, and a youth’s…
We are all of the great unwashed, hoping to live, living to die. Under the vast circuitry of god, we parade the world, penetrating e…
La luminiscencia se plasma en la tropósfera inquieta dando su inicio a la noche; una luz amarilla casi anaranjada—noctámbula estrella—corre violentamente ante nuestros ojos, dejándonos ...
The deep dark portals “ For Which” exist in the basement of my mind “For tell” memories of past seasons where death was no stranger, And those close encounters of the Grimm reaper despe...
Waking up in the morning with sorr… But I meet the people of the worl… So why do I wake up with sorrow w… Is my life really pure? Or am I j… I wonder the world in a confusing…
I have been staying home these la… because I’m so tired with the worl… people claim to sell diamonds but they are shinny rocks if you l…
Cravings– When I say I want you. It’s because I crave you. You feed my sexual appetite. Your smooth skin and soft lips I…
Tuckerton Tamerlane Morey Mahosh Is a statesman of world-wide fame, With a notable knack at rhetorical… To glorify somebody’s name Somebody chosen by Tuckerton’s ma…
The sun, a heavy spider, spins in… The wind hides under cactus leaves… Small shadow accompanies Hamlet-P… Wry sniggering shadow in front of… The plumed cavalcade has passed to…
This bed is made for 2, but tonight there’s only 1 my girl has left she has defiantly gone. Temporally I don’t not know for I can’t not tell the future nor time, what I have done I don’...