Heartbreak, Just Thoughts, Quotes that remind me of you

Right one comes along

Watching you walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love.
But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person,
how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along?

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It’s about the small things

It’s not about the big things: the great gestures, the public displays of affection. It’s all the small things, pieced together one by one, like a puzzle. It’s no fun unless all the pieces are small and the challenge is high. The little things in life are what make it worth living: making memories one step at a time.

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When it’s convenient

We run back to each other when it’s convenient. We know that in the end, we’re meant for each other, but not for right now. So we play these games, act like we’re okay when one of us has someone else. When in reality, it tears us apart to know that we can be happy with someone else. But it’s that slight hope that we will end up together that always keeps us running back for more.

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Erotical passion you bring

To Put It Simply, I Want You

I want to be your companion
and walk hand in hand,
your strength enveloping mine.
Autumn leaves falling,
scuffing feet and laughter,
sharing nights, not finished by the dark.

I want to be your confidant
as you pen your deepest
thoughts, as your heartaches
bleed and finally break free.
Your dreams, I keep as if my own.
I want to smile as you smile
and giggle with you
at nothing at all.

I want to be your lover
and find the passions
that move you to action.
I want to be the softness
that induces you to trust.
I want to be the naughty
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please you.

I want to share your breakfast
and your dinner,
I want you in the shower
and in your bed and
with soft steps to bring you coffee
(I take mine black)
Your strong arms, the legs
that power your thrust,
your lips of pleasure,
these are the fuel of my desire

no it is no secret, my love,
and to put it very simply,
I want you.

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Erotical passion you bring, Poems

The Coupling Of Passion And Erotic Lusts

A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.

We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
As the wind flowed from the window above us.

Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.

You began your work on my lips,
Probing gently as if drawing sex,
From a deep well of longing and need.

Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.

Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.

Piece by piece,
Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.

Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin,
As the floor became the stage.

You moved atop of me easily,
And lowered yourself gently.

Kissing me as I was filled with you.
As a gasp broke the kiss,
Your hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from my forehead, then became entangled.

Our slow rhythm gave way,
To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your blows.

You left me screaming and soaked,
In oblivion again and again,
As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other,
High on the fluids of foreign substance.

I grasped, then released you,
Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control.

The taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.

To hear your cry of mercy,
When my teeth met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.

Yet I still released the control to you.

As you wound your hands in my hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
You moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.

I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,
As you collapsed on top of me,
Still hot and burning,
And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light,
Should you seek my gifts again.

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Heartbreak, Just Thoughts, Poems

What Do They Know

I face the world with a smile, no one knows what is hid inside.
They see only happiness, they cant see the tears I’ve cried.
When I am alone I hurt, because here I do it well.
In front of all the watchful eyes my heaven turns to hell.

The judge and jury awaits me, everyone has a say.
In a life that hangs suspended for yet another day.
Who are they to judge if what I have done is right or wrong?
In the end I gave her up, but inside still sing her song.

I don’t know how to find the strength I thought I had.
If only I could play tough it wouldn’t be so bad.
They say that life goes on and someday I’ll smile again.
But, how do they know my pain without being where I’ve been?

I’ve traveled so far from home, and can’t find my way back.
Somewhere along the way I must have jumped the track.
I saw her just today and her smile is still the same.
She looked at me so sweetly, but never spoke my name.

I wonder if she remembers me, It hasn’t been that long.
She may have forgotten me, but I still sing her song.

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Heartbreak, Just Thoughts

I Was Reminded

As we lay there quiet
I was reminded of all the reasons why I lust you
Your smile,
and the way it teased at me seductively
Your laugh,
and the way it tempted me
Your eyes,
and the way they seem to hypnotize me

As we sat there silent
I was reminded of all the reasons why I love you
Your smile,
and the way it brings such life into me
Your laugh,
and the way it makes everything okay
Your eyes,
and the way they seem to read my thoughts

As we stand here now
I am reminded of all the reasons why I hate you
Your smile,
and the way it confuses me
Your laugh,
and the way it seems to mock me
Your eyes,
and the way they can look into mine and not feel a thing

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