Close your eyes and lean back
Feel warm kisses glide up and down your neck
Shhh...
Don’t worry, you’re safe in my arms
just you and I... nothing else matters
I tilt your chin up, and stare down into your eyes. A gentle gaze, your sweet almond eyes
They're burning brighter Flames licking at my flesh The rain falls, yet the embers continue to spread to bridge I've tread Gnawing at the tethers that anchor me to this place With each passing moment I am feeling dread Taking from me everything There is a flash inside my head, as I'm laying halfway dead The first sparks came from me It was I whom lit the thread
Just having a little fun in Photoshop. Oh the humanity!
When I lay awake in my bed, as I close my eyes it’s thoughts of you that fill my head. My heart races and my body becomes warm. Beneath the blankets I start to squirm. You hold me close and I hold you too. Caressing your thighs softly, kissing your eyes. I drag my finger tips slowly down both your sides.
Staring deeply into your eyes, feel my hands on your cheek, as they tighten and reveal a smile.
Just close your eyes and listen to our hearts call out for each other. I hold you tightly as dawn approaches, one night in heaven and now it’s back to reality.
Tears pour down my cheeks
like rain drops on a windshield
in the heavy storm of night
puddles of my broken heart fill the creases of my face
The cold numb feeling grasps my soul
my body trembles each time I hear
those words they echo in my ears, like a bell so close it’s all I hear
those powerful words traped in my ears
Robot sketch
我哭了
okay sad
Happy Presidents’ Day Weekend!
Or maybe not…the official title of Monday’s holiday has actually been “George Washington’s Birthday” since its establishment in 1879.
Never mind that this holiday hasn’t fallen on Washington’s actual birthday in nearly fifty years or that a certain 16th President also celebrates his big day this month (more on that here). Grab a slice of cake and tip your party hats to our first President and the 43 that have come after him - including Our Presidents’ own fab thirteen!
Portraits from the Presidential Timeline, The U.S. National Archives, and whitehouse.gov.
Where do I begin?
The confusion has set in
What am I to do?
In me I'm trying to do things right Can't take the shame Eyes are open Mind is numb Just keep moving So hard not to look back Don't do it! March onward, 1 2 3 4 Over the hill there is the promise of sunshine
It's 11am when I pull the covers off myself
been feeling down, lost track of for how long
I stagger to my feet, walking toward the kitchen, trying to find something to eat
It's been a long time since I've felt alive
It is like a darkness has surrounded me, and crept deep down inside
Something draws me to the window, where the blinds are closed so tight
The soft glowing light behind; entices me
Something feels different, this must be the moment and I shall not let it go
I'm going to let the light in, for the first time in forever
I'm going to let the sun warm my heart today
Showering in solar rays, looking at the world before me
My body feels alive, for the first time in so long
I feel the darkness melt away
Today is going to be a new day