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thecolorsofmymind:

~ The Colors of Her Mind ~

The colors in her mind 
seem to ebb and flow
as she sees two  
lovers, with smiles 
on their faces 
their hearts are
all aglow ~ 
their mouths 
are meeting 
in a lovers
kiss 
fingertips tracing
down a winding path
to bliss ~
hearts are drumming
to a passionate
beat 
desire flares 
like smooth liquid heat ~
bodies move together
in a heated 
lovers dance
shadows blend
across the walls 
as if in a
lovers trance ~
the room is cast in
shadows 
by the light 
of  a silver moon
the music they make 
together
will be ending 
all to soon ~
tangled together
in a down-filled bed, 
wrapped in sheets
of soft white cotton ~
this one night 
they spend together
will not soon
be forgotten ~

~ M~ 
Jan ‘09

thecolorsofmymind:

~ The Colors of Her Mind ~

The colors in her mind
seem to ebb and flow
as she sees two
lovers, with smiles
on their faces
their hearts are
all aglow ~
their mouths
are meeting
in a lovers
kiss
fingertips tracing
down a winding path
to bliss ~
hearts are drumming
to a passionate
beat
desire flares
like smooth liquid heat ~
bodies move together
in a heated
lovers dance
shadows blend
across the walls
as if in a
lovers trance ~
the room is cast in
shadows
by the light
of a silver moon
the music they make
together
will be ending
all to soon ~
tangled together
in a down-filled bed,
wrapped in sheets
of soft white cotton ~
this one night
they spend together
will not soon
be forgotten ~

~ M~
Jan ‘09

dontlosefaithinmelove:

takemyheartinyourhands:

Fuck yes. I love this season. Favorite of all time. I wish it was fall all the time!

Thissssss

(Источник: pythonprincen из блога iwillneverletgoipromise)

(со страницы ybb55)

elian1:

In the burning nightrocking to and frodancing slowriding a waveof pure delightinto the dawn

elian1:

In the burning night
rocking to and fro
dancing slow
riding a wave
of pure delight
into the dawn

(Источник: sololuna из блога elian1)

elian1:

Have I ever told you that sometimes, I will reach out, touching your name on this cold screen before me, wishing I could reach in and pull you to me?

elian1:

Have I ever told you
that sometimes,
I will reach out,
touching your name
on this cold screen before me,
wishing
I could reach in
and pull you to me?

(Источник: fiore-rosso)

I want a trouble-maker for a lover;
blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of flame.

Who quarrels with the sky and fights with fate.

Who burns like fire on the rushing sea.

— Rumi, from Desire (via violentwavesofemotion)

(со страницы msexplorer)