When I was 17 years old I fell in love for the first time. Her name was Saoirse, which is the Irish word for “freedom”. She was a tall, well-spoken and elegant girl who was 2 months my younger. She had the most striking blue eyes I had ever seen; pale and wispy, but at…
Slave boys come and slave boys go;But this one thing I certainly know. That there will never ever be;Another that can create such thrills in me. That can make my heart beat so fast;He created a lust that is never surpassed. Without him now it is like I am all dried up;I am dying of…
It appeared like a little light at the end of the dark tunnel of life Beckoning me towards it calling my name Flickering like it could extinguish at any time But burning bright and hot sometimes, a white hot flame It kept changing but never wavered That little light was getting closer Almost in reach…