Girls we love for what they are; young men for what they promise to be. Loving is a painful thrill, and not to love more painful still. It is the one great woe of life, to feel all feeling die. The pleasure of love is in loving. Behold me! I am worthy! Majesty and love do not well agree, nor do they live together.
Iíve never gotten lost (I have, on purpose) Iíve been told to get lost (usually in a harsher manner) but if you ask me where we are going with this thing? the only direction I can give you is a way out (as to that matter, youíll thank me later)
Woke up one day, the sun is up bright Went out for a walk, what a beautiful sight. The day lights up, streets full of joy Sat down for a while, a sight to enjoy.
Happiness all around, everyone is smiling A single thought came, is life not tiring? It's all a lie, a moment after realizing Opened my eyes, most of us are hiding.
Hiding behind a mask, hoping time will heal your scars Holding back your tears, so it may not hurt so fast. Heart so cold as ice, some shed no tears But silently they do, all alone when no one is near. ...
Succulent treasures So precious to me Intimate pleasures I've found them to be Once in a lifetime Sometimes that is all Throwing a lifeline So answer the call Is it a mirage That's really not there Or loving collage Emotions laid bare There's only one way To know which is right Just go seize the day With all of your might
WHERE WE BEGIN You looked at me and begged for a tit I gave it graciously along with my clit you teased and pleased me very well soon your cock quickly began to swell I returned the favor began to lick & suck until you stopped and wanted to fuck soon appeared your mischievous grin then I knew that this is where we begin.
I want to bury my face † † on your chest † † † † brushing it against † † † † hundreds of wildflowers † † † † The earthy scent † † † † spirals up † † † shooting across veins † † † hitting my sky † † † exploding stars † † † † into thousand pieces † † † like meteoric showers † † † In cold November nights † † † † † † † Let me †tread on your † ribbed terrain † † with my lips † † † † Let me be washed over by its warmth † † † † it's my heaven † † † my playfield † † † my...
Itís like Iím reaching but canít grasp Iím thinking but I canít speak I lift my head up to gasp I feel my lungs collapse Open my eyes theyíre searching..but canít find Itís like Iím blind Iím alive but my soul is struggling to survive My life line becoming deprived