How much I'd like to tell him I wouldn't never do anything to jeopardize our friendship.
This poem shows that someone can hurt you with out knowing, but keep you coming back for more.
I've been caught swimming in his eyes again.
Holding my heart so it doesn't break in his presence.
I've been known to have to steady my breathing at his smile,
as my own returns with red cheeks.
As the subject of my never ending sentences, he calls upon pauses that
should not be ...
Who would have know
This thrill to be had
This release to be found
Could bring so much pain and excitement?
Just one day to form an attraction
An attraction that bled into something more
A first love cutting deeper and deeper
A love story born in a false reality
But here and there the pain of reality began to appear
Periods of pain intermixed with joy
All of the excitement led to a final moment
Where pain overpowered every past sensation
Breaking through the skin and slicing deep
Revealing the secrets hidden ...
Love - By William Wordsworth
All Thoughts, all Passions, all Delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal Frame,
All are but Ministers of Love,
And feed his sacred flame.
Oft in my waking dreams do I
Live o'er again that happy hour,
When midway on the Mount I lay
Beside the Ruin'd Tower.
The Moonshine stealing o'er the scene
Had blended with the Lights of Eve;
And she was there, my Hope, my Joy,
My own dear Genevieve!
She lean'd against the Armed Man,
The Statue of the Armed Knight:
She stood and listen'd to my Harp
Amid ...