Intoxicated
The scent of you mixes so well with my drink I am intoxicated more, with your closeness, and the hangover may as well last, to subdue the heartache you are bound to cause.
© SoulReserve 2017
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Intoxicated
The scent of you mixes so well with my drink I am intoxicated more, with your closeness, and the hangover may as well last, to subdue the heartache you are bound to cause.
© SoulReserve 2017
Immerse
He slips like the ocean floor, draws back from under the waves, he is gone like his name , that I wrote on the beach, washed away by the tide now,
But my world is the tumultuous surface of the sea, wrecking against walls of stone, immersed in such preoccupation of him.
© SoulReserve 2017
a note on my pillow
Sleep slips away with you, naked feet on floor, …leaving the warm bed, and my hands buried under heavy quilts, reach out…seeking the last touch just before you go.
© SoulReserve 2017
aglow
what glows brightest? the street lamp or the looming moon, or my love’s enchanting face, shining through all my dreams of him?
© SoulReserve 2017
Frozen Road to Nowhere by AaronGroen
Suffering? Suffering is belonging to someone who has given you up.
indavidual, Definition. (via wnq-writers)
Morning has Broken by Vinyonga \\ MFL
Beluga point, AK
it’s valentine’s day every moment that our lips are pressed, thru each and all precious words whispered, and thru every second of every hour that our hearts stay undressed rendering everything else in the universe –aside from our focussed gaze– unimportant and blurred, as we love and breathe endless valentine’s days. –me ॐ
by elsableda
I traveled to a different planet last night.
Girdwood, Alaska
At the end of it all
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