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I have S t u m b l e d.
T r i p p e d.
F a l l e n. So far in love with you, I will never find my way back.
I C h e r i s h.
A d o r e.
A d m i r e. every detail about you. Every flaw and mistake will never make me think differently about you.
I C r a v e.
L o n g .
A c h e . for your touch. A simple caress from your fingers and I am lost.
Everything about you calls me to you.
D r a w s me in and takes all the bad things away.
T r i p p e d.
F a l l e n. So far in love with you, I will never find my way back.
I C h e r i s h.
A d o r e.
A d m i r e. every detail about you. Every flaw and mistake will never make me think differently about you.
I C r a v e.
L o n g .
A c h e . for your touch. A simple caress from your fingers and I am lost.
Everything about you calls me to you.
D r a w s me in and takes all the bad things away.
Literature
The Fallen
You shone like a shadow,
blending into the night like a ghost.
Feeding off our emotions, feeling hollow,
you were the parasite, we were the host.
You targeted and somehow drew me in,
with your sad eyes and crooked smile.
Speaking of a fire choking you from within,
you are the angel thrown into exile.
With broken feathers and tattered wings,
you reminisce of a time you've forsaken.
And during the loneliest nights I can hear you sing,
of the day where all you loved was taken.
Those sorrowful notes would carry and reach my ears,
and I'd ache from the pain you felt.
Your misery was more than I could bear to hear,
an
Literature
Real
I look at you,
And imagine,
What it would be like,
If you touched me
And smokey becomes the air,
It's like you are there,
I can feel you everywhere
I feel your fingers,
Trace their way down my face,
And as they cross my lips,
I swear your fingers I can taste
And out my tongue slips,
And those fingers I lick,
And those fingers my teeth nip
I can hear your breath,
And I can sense the sweat,
As it falls ever so slowly,
From your chin
I can feel it hit me,
And it raises the temperature of my body,
Over 100 degrees
Your fingers slide past my ear,
And so clear I can hear,
Your voice softly,
Say that you love me
And there is a tingle in my sp
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Invidious
Jealousy does
not suit you.
A leech, feeding
on my soul just
to find the words
you cannot say
in my presence;
but behind my
back you glow
with arrogance.
You shine with
a false sense
of brilliance
that will never
captivate anything
more than a
dead audience.
-Brian Shuffett
August 9th, 2010
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this is what real love is, Well done.cherish the gift,