![]() Introduction: “Some beautiful paths can't be discovered without getting lost.” ― Erol Ozan Ecosphere Wind transports these wings into an ecosphere Filled only with you and I; laden in passion not fear You always seem to be patiently waiting for me But you are here in this room, as I want it to be To a passion that’s brand new each and every day To words that never age; habitually we rewind replay I want to live in this space from now until I die Loving you with everything I hold on to inside Diana Mary Sharpton (c) Copyright All Rights Reserved I love you Sugar... ![]() Introduction: “As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” ― Pablo Neruda Imprison me! Earth to sky rapidly narrows into one volatile trice, I feel you close; thoughts touch without title or price. My storm’s yours, bouncing between bit maps, pluses or intervals sold, I know you; you’re the blood that pumps through my soul, warm, hot or even cold. Clouds form and collide in cue as a breath’s held. Imprison me? Hold my heart into yours and never let it free. Touch me? With your warmth, like that of a summer sun, And wait for me; as light disrupts the night, commencing a solidary day’s run. Touch me? So I can smell life and taste the salt on your skin, Let my fingers slowly trace your body contour; it’s hot, wet and prickling. Oh, my love, our desire rages, a million degrees, in the center of a burning storm. It’s your stroke, I pursue, be it forbidden or incomprehensibly formed. So, tonight, look upon the stars and cast your guide, It’s that star that leads to the north to where I reside. I love your touch Sugar.... and need more :) ![]() Introdution: “Love can be so hauntingly beautiful, waking up past selves that have been wandering aimlessly through the corridors of our soul, for far too long. When someone else can take us from the ghost-town of our inner-selves, to exciting new landscapes, it's worth the risk, just to feel reborn.” ~ Jaeda DeWaltuction Perfect and Right Soon, you’ll be around the corner, shoes echo on cobble stone, I run to the window in anticipation, drowning in this soul, it’s the excitement of having you so near, my breath escapes as you’re everything to me, dear. I've missed the touch from your fingers on my skin, and the shivers down my spine, it brings. The brush of your wet lips on mine, as warmth overwhelms my body, each time. I am addicted to your flavor and smell, Reasons! love and desire; it’s a witches spell. A key turns in a loud “click”; my heart skips a beat, and I fly down the stairs to spare no moments cheat. I craved our bodies in sweat, the whole day through, I’ve fantasied this evening’s delights and the first thing’s we’ll do. In seconds, your strong arms will hold me, ever so tight, Oh Yes! My Love’s home! Now, my world’s perfect and right! Diana Mary Sharpton © 2014 ~ All Rights Reserved I Love you so Sugar... thought, taste, smell, touch ... everything... ![]() Introduction: “When you miss someone....it’s weird…your body doesn’t function normally..as it should. Because I miss you, and my heart…it’s not steady…my soul it sings numb. Fingers are cold…like you…your soul.” ― Coco J. Ginger Quiet Tones It is unapologetic I speak to you… tonight In quiet tones Garnished in melancholy spice Tormented by the color blue Knowing you’re my soul’s fuel. I refuse to quarrel Yet want to let you know I miss you; so keep a tight hold I am aching for your attention always needing your inspiration And liking how you fill me with laughter. It's knowing you want to be near So I confess to you my dear There have been times of sadness Questioning life and all it's madness. But then I realize There is no confusion in this heart of mine And I don’t want anything but you and time And I don't need to be saved; I'm fine. So here I am Telling you plainly Our memories need rejuvenating To this thing that is you and I To us quenching this rabid thirst. diana mary sharpton (c) copywrite 2016 all rights reserved I need you Sugar...xxx |
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Diana Mary Sharpton“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” Categories
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