I like you.
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A is For…
A is for Adela, as adorable as can be. B is for Beautiful, as you can plainly see. C is for Canadian, so far above me, While D is for Deli, oh so tasty. E is for Emerald as her eyes F for Foodie, my oh my! G. Gorgeous green. Eyes. H. Hot. Hawt. HAWT! […]
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Spark
You need someone to spark your interest, light your passion and consume you with desire. Someone to stoke your fire and feed it with attention until you burn as bright as a star. If I could be that spark today, someday I would bask in your light and love.
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Mersi
Thank you Adela. Words can not contain or even reflect how much a single message, or emoji, or pic from you means to me. How much you brighten my soul. All of the cookies or poems or diamonds or attention in the world are inadequate to express the gratitude and positivity I feel for you, […]
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Desire
Passion burns consumes engulfs my soul. Fire lights my eyes wanting your soul.
You might hate the word. It bothers you, makes you not want to do whatever is asked. I say it out of respect, because I respect you and give to receive. Like love.
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And Still
A beauty you waltzed into my life Apparently an angel Yet a succubus And still I adore you. You embodied worldly elegance and beauty Hiding a darkness within And still I see light in you. You presented an image of perfection Covering the flaws and stress inside And still I embrace all of you. You […]
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A Void and A Flame
You are empty, a vacuum; A blank space in your soul, a void that aches to be filled and forces you into searching. I am overflowing, Unable to contain my passion a flame you kindled that burns in the night. The question is can my light fill you or your emptiness drain me? We need […]
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Enough
You don’t care, but I do. You won’t smile, but I will. You can’t love; So I will love enough for both of us.
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Ennui
Misery extends through the world and time, elongating every moment and making miles seem continents away. The slow, methodical grinding of the Wheels of Time reduce our spirits and love to powder and dust, that hangs like pollen in the air. A thick, cloying heaviness to all things, all actions feel off in the dullness […]