Don't Leave Me AloneI feel like he is holding meI closed my eyes and his arms came outThey wrapped around me, reaching in into my heartMake me skip a beat, my loveMy vessels pinchingI cry in joy, or pain, not sureMy ghost has come to get meI feel my insides grow warmI curl up into myselfI feel him pushing his spirit inForcing me to stay insideI feel my eyes, my mouth, my ears close upMy skin tinkles and tickles and whispersMy eyes sting at the tears trappedMy head aches and my illogical thoughtsI feel you, my lover, wrapping your ghost around meI feel you hold me, comfort me, love meAnd I still, as when aliveI beg you to take me awayTo another placeSomewhere safeBut you refuse and you hold meWithout a single wordWithout a single doubtYou hold me,Hold me hold me hold meAs I weep and cry and beg youTo just take me with youI need you to take me away my loveI want to be with you but I can notI know you want me to stay aliveTo fall in love againAnd create a legacy for us to leav
Awoken By A KissA kiss on the cheekLets me know that I can breathe the air.A kiss on the foreheadAllows me to feel love, hope, and fear.A kiss on the noseLets me know that you will always be there.Like a flower opening every morning to bloomI'd like to wake up every morning with a kiss from you.Light blinding my eyes through the window curtainI want to wake up knowing you are there for certain.Your hand dwelling within mineWaking up to the glare of sunshine.A kiss on the lipsLets me know that you are truly mine.
Look After My HeartBoy: I love youGirl: As I to youPerfect, meant to be. They had been told it many times.Cute, gorgeous, sweet. People would always comment on the way they looked at each other, the way they smiled, the way their hands were always in the other's one, as if if they let go, something bad would happen.When he spoke, she felt weak in the knees. When she spoke, his stomach did a backflip. It was no longer a simple crush or an infatuation, but a burning love, uncontrollable. They spoke to each other every day, any time they weren't together, they missed each other dearly. They were always in the others mind and when they did daydream, they always starred. They knew each others darkest secrets but with those secrets came problems.Every relationship would have problems along the way, her mother had told her. But their problems weren't as simple as being mad at each other for forgetting an anniversary or missing a date to hang out with friends. Their problems were different. Their problems w
The DrawingClary was sitting in the living room of Lukes house with her legs drawn up close, doodling in her sketch pad. The pencil flowed easily over the page forming lines that formed shapes of things that would forever be in her memory. Her mother and Luke had gone to eat lunch and make sure that everything had been moved out of their old apartment. She and her mother had moved in with Luke after they had returned from Alicante.She moved her thoughts back to her drawing. She had been working on a drawing of Alicante all day, and something about the picture just didnt seem right. She put her pencil back on the page and let her mind wander as she tried to finish the drawing. Her thoughts immediately went to Jace.He was supposed to be coming over, but Clary hadnt heard from him yet. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 1:30. She sighed and turned her attention back to the drawing. She finally realized that she could do nothing more to the Alicante picture and flipped t
KissesWhy is it that kisses are so good?Like lips so soft, they taste of honey.Like a warm, soft tongue running over yours and the sweet breath of your lover breathing gently on your lips.The soft, gentle hands that run through your hair, caressing each strand.The noses of each other gently pressed against one another's faces.Or a small peck, that of a bird's, on the tender cheek or lips of your loved ones, or the kiss upon the tender head of your newborn child.The one you love, hold, and caress.The intensity that builds up as you hold the one you love in your arms, full of tenderness, caring, and warmth.The one that is yours forever to keep, the one whose name you speak of when you dream of wonderful things.The one, YOUR one, the only one for you.Your love.Your friends, family, and lovers, keep them, love them, speak of them often, know them, think of them daily, and keep them in your heart, forever and always, forever and a day.For if you cherish them, they will cherish you and
Shakespeare's LoversMeet me, my love, at evening's tide,Behind the rocks where children hide.Bring us a perfect storybookOf noble birth or suicide.But wait! lie back and upwards look,Until the moon shines bright and wide.Until the grass with dew is shook,Your passions to the stars confide.Then read to me the words of prideFrom lover's lips, until I've criedAnd squeezed your hand, for mine you tookIn yours, our fingers intertwined.Until the morn' is undertook,Remain with me, love, just beside.We're two young souls and one old book,A bond too strong to e'er divide.