Words have an intrinsic power. When they are true, sensible, and sincere, they heal "the hearts that mourn." They help to settle disputes between husbands and wives, parents and children, brothers and sisters. They help to establish and realize initiatives by the community and relieve suffering. Words are sacred....... Dedicated to those, like myself, in search of their true substance.
Friday, June 18, 2010
I want you
I want to be your companionand 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 confidantas you pen your deepestthoughts, as your heartachesbleed and finally break free.Your dreams, I keep as if my own.I want to smile as you smileand giggle with youat nothing at all.I want to be your loverand find the passionsthat move you to action.I want to be the softnessthat induces you to trust.I want to be the naughtythat makes you come back for more.I want to please you.I want to share your breakfastand your dinner,I want you in the showerand in my bed andwith soft steps to bring you coffee(I take mine black)Your soft arms, the thighsthat power your warmth,your lips of pleasure,these are the fuel of my desireno it is no secret, my love,and to put it very simply,I want you.
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