Why is it all so confusing? Can’t some one please explain? My peace has turned to chaos, My life so turned around. My heart is aching and I don’t know why. What shall I do with all my questions? Who would I even have to ask? Should I stay, or shall I leave? Please tell…
You tell me these things I don’t understandThey boggle my mind and make my soul smileTo think that someone like youWould see someone like meAnd see what you say you see. You tell me I’m Cute…I see my own chubby cheeksMy typically pale complexion… You say I’m Funny…I hear only my old desire to be…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Â And do we wonder what the other is thinking? Who sits at the window into this glaring worldOf flirtations and cyber smoochingAnd pictures of fucking couples? Does it mean moreIf the images are black and white,Subtle hints of…
You’re the absolute worst person for my mind. Your words sting far under the skin. So I look for a wall to hide behind. Even though I know it’s thin. You’re the absolute best person for my mind, tooYour touch eases the pain of it allThe haze, the numbness fades away from you.Which is why…
Two souls connect by chance one night At first they just glance and stare They dance around their growing attractionFlirtatiously courting in the warm night air The look in his eyes draws her closerHer sweet lips betray her desire Their tongues dance and hands exploreTheir hearts slowly set afire She catches her breath and takes…
As usual, comments and honest opinions are greatly appreciated. If you didn’t read the first parts you should, it will make more sense if you do. After everything that happened yesterday it’s no wonder I was having sex dreams all night. In the first one mom was riding my face and Rita sucked me off…
It was all an act, well; at least that’s what it started out as. Steven and I were in Paris as tourists, as twin brother and sister tourists. We were on a two week college graduation trip that we both wanted to take before we started our daily lives. Starting our jobs and leaving our…