 "A Horse Called Wildfire" Photography by Diana Mary Sharpton Introduction: “All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.” ― J.R.R. Tolkien, thinking about you Sugar...  "Beginnings" by Diana Mary Sharpton Photography Introduction: "Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it's very important that you do it because nobody else will. Like when someone comes into your life and half of you says: "You're nowhere near ready". And the other half says: "Make her yours forever". Michael, Caroline asked me what would I say if I knew you could hear me. I said: "I do know. I love you. God, I miss you, and I forgive you." http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1403981/quotes Tattered Shoes Moments in a sunrise; golden rum to cobalt blue You are these Flashes; a commencement into new You turn seconds into minutes into hours into days An infinite collection in time where my heart plays Sing my darling as souls cheer below the full moon And let us dance naked eroding dirt in tattered shoes Diana Mary Sharpton ~ copyright 2015 © All Rights Reserve You are my soul sugar...  "Put It On Me" Photography by Diana Mary Sharpton Introduction: “I am the master of the Whisper Shout. It sounds like my normal talking voice, only breathier. It makes a common I love you sound Top Secret.” ~ Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE I Want It Your hardness ruptures under taut jeans, I sense it Your scent is masculine yet clean, I smell it Your voice and smile sends tingles down deep, within, I ignore it Your fingers reach gently to touch my hair, I shake it Your hands grab my arm pulling me closer, it’s in your stare, I resist it Your warm breath bounces against my ear, I feel it Your wet lips gradually brush against mine, with fear I taste it Your tongue searches for mine, I no longer can bear it Your whisper is a quiet “I Love You”, I believe it Your body’s aroused, pushing against mine, now I want it Diana Mary Sharpton © 2014 ~ All Rights Reserved Alot of forbidden words Sugar... smile... let me just say...  Introduction: "Time goes faster the more hollow it is. Lives with no meaning go straight past you, like trains that don’t stop at your station.” ― Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind "Mystery Train" Train I ride, sixteen coaches long Train I ride, sixteen coaches long Well that long black train got my baby and gone Train train, comin' 'round, 'round the bend Train train, comin' 'round, 'round the bend Well it took my baby, but it never will again No, not again Train train, comin' down, down the line Train train, comin' down, down the line Well it's bringin' my baby, 'cause she's mine all, all mine She's mine, all, all mine Train train, comin' 'round, 'round the bend Train train, comin' 'round, 'round the bend Well it took my baby, but it never will again Never will again (Ooh, woah) I miss you sugar.... |
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March 2020
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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