Category: Related to My life experience.
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The Curve’s of a Woman.
Do you know a woman? You might think you do, but untill you have traced the curve of her body with your fingers and lips, you don’t know her. Until she has allowed you into her mind to explore her innermost self, her secrets and thoughts, her dreams, you don’t know her. If she has…
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Rewind, Begin Again.
Take a bullet proof, metal box, take each memory, visual picture, dream, hope and expectations you had inside. Open each one touch it and remember that feeling, place them one by one inside the box, remember to cry, laugh, ache and relive them all. Close the lid, lock it and place the key deep inside…
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Expecting too much.
Some days life makes no sense, I woke up believing as always that there’s My person out there. I still believe it, but I am beginning to wonder what it is I am supposed to be looking for in My person. There are two special and beautiful Men I have let into the deepest parts…
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A Man’s Hands.
Hands, I love a Man’s hands, They can be artistic with longer finger’s, stained with paint. They can be covered in grease from working with scar’s. They can be softer from writing and typing in the office all day. They can be large with thicker fingers, ruff from laying bricks or lifting weights. I don’t…
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Heavy Day
You know those heavy days when you wish someone would just take over everything, just for a day? That’s today 😘💋
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Fairy Tails.
Fantasy, such a lovely word, but so far from the real world. It makes you feel like there’s something real out there that is worth discovering. So far I have found that there’s only fantasy. And that goes for me as well, every time I begin to feel like I am worth loving I find…
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A Kiss 💋
A pair of lips brushing softly over your lips, the feeling of another person’s breath rushing over your mouth mixing with yours. The rush of sensation as your lips connect and are crushed with his, that giddy rush of endorphins that race through your body, making part’s of you tingle and throb. The best kisses…
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Only that Moon.
Theres a movie I love, in it the one woman say’s – ” when the air is warm and the cricket’s sing I dream of a love that the moon and stars lay down for, I want someone to love me, but there is no Man, only that Moon”
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Maybe.
I gave you my heart and you gave me words. You asked me to open my mind, you trailed your fingers through my mind and learnt me. Only then did you hold my heart gently smile and hand it back. “When I see you and touch you, you can give it to me again”