Two beautiful green eyes were staring at her from the mirror, eyes sodden with sadness. In these eyes the sadness always, even in the merriest moments, somehow managed to crawl in and take its proper place. And the present moment wasn’t a merry one at all – she had realized she was head over ears…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Lie down with me and take your time;Wrap my longing in your smile.Cleanse these tears with rains of kisses;Bring me peace and stay a while. Breathe upon me gentle loveAnd warm me up with passionate sighs;Bless my skin…
I dream of caressing his handsome face like nothing else matters. Of taking all his passions and letting him discover mine. Making him feel so good, better than anyone has. It is always in another world, in a very different time. These dreams must be fleeting and short. I can not dwell on them for…