Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and...
**This poem has no rhyme pattern, I decided to...
I could hear everything...
The flower that blossoms on sweet summers may
will eventually grow and bloom beautifully one day...
That was the best night. you felt so warm in his...
like you were relieased from every bad thing in...
Oh gurl what is wrong
why are you sitting here all alone...
Consume Me
a wild fire burns through you...
I love the way you look at me
When i don't wanna look at you...
Mark me make yours Take me make me yours wrap your...
Beautiful, vanilla fragrance
Engraved secretly in my mind...
Laying here in my bed
Listening to your deep and shallow breath...
You're in so deep
That you don't sleep...
I want you to be my escape
The one I can always turn to...