We tend to focus on the bad in those who are good for us because we begin to believe it is too good to be true and start losing attraction when we feel they have become predictable, complacent and comfortable in the relationship. @PLECCA
We tend to ignore the bad in those who are not good for us because their apparent unpredictable, passionate and ambitious nature blinds us into believing they are a good match for us when it is all just a temporary facade to gain our commitment. @PLECCA
Silver blood is much sweeter then the gold her love has to offer
for her pain only moans my name when its sparked by the fear of her imagination
My nightmares numb the kisses her dreams wishes to bless with me for her lips are broken from the words society chooses to ignore
I wish to save her but lust is my kryptonite that now replaces the tensions of her former heart that once beated for me
I am no perfect lover for my riches only provide poor memories and shame
Cupid if you still believe in me, send one last arrow to respark the conscience that once laid in my heart
give it color once again before this white become ice
before I become just a piece of silver she once held hope upon ...
So it has been a while since I have written anything other than what I scribble into my journal. My mind is stuck. I am stuck on the past. It fills up in front of my eyes and becomes all that I see. I want to see something else. I don't want to keep reliving my terrifying moments. I don't want to keep being the tortured soul.
I have said this before, that now is the time. Well, fuck, I hope that now is the real time for the change in my mind. I don't want to keep living as the victim. I need that change.
May it be the right time.
I want to be brave with m,y life.
It's crazy the way you make me feel without even touching Me,
The way you look at Me makes Me feel things, things that I can only explain in privet.
Kindness now familiar.
You’re in my mind again,
A laugh beamed through time,
To echo electric sparks in consciousness
And warm the body in waves of sound.
Your kindness flickers in series of patterns
Strewn across my memory,
Planted happiness in my chest
Just a few years ago.
It has grown, my dear, to embrace us both.
Blurring together in constellations on fire,
Wrapping us in tight,
Gleefully bound, I tangle with you.
My hands could memorize your shape
For hours beyond the infinite,
As long as you’re there,
So I might feel your heat against my chest.
Let’s fade like this, into the music,
Surrounding us in vibrations.
My unexpected love, I feel it still, ...
The right one will only appear to you once you are mentally and emotionally prepared to fully embrace their love. Just think, The love of your life is out there loving the wrong ones too. It eventually will be you that fate leads them to. @PLECCA
Love is never easy. Those lacking love never find true love, only people who are loving are able to be in love. You see, love is only for people who know how to love. @PLECCA
Love is not about laughing, holding hands and understanding each other when everything is going right. True love is about being able to endure many differences and misunderstandings when things are going wrong without letting go of each other’s hands. @PLECCA
In the early hours after midnight it finally happened. I actually felt like it was going to happen sooner while he had his head down there because I felt the tremendous pressure wanting a way of release but just as I was about to burst, he’d stop and then I’d have to work my way back up to the pre blast off moment and this continued again and again.
No one has ever brought quite so far as this and it was all because he coached me night after night since coming together as a couple... who would’ve thought this 26 year old dude would have so much power.. I’m not sure if I should enlighten him or not... I have this sneaky suspicion he already knows I have...
My fingers go over my skin.
I can still feel them.
The imprints of your lips.
Kisses burned into
These curves of mine.
Trailing down my torso.
I close my eyes.
I can still feel you.
The touch of your fingertips
Giving me goosebumps.
Making my breathes heavier
Ready to dive into
the deep ocean of you.
Whenever you force someone to stay, you are preventing them from making a decision that will bring them peace, and if they cannot be at ease with themselves, they will never be at peace while in a relationship with you. @PLECCA
I have a confession.
A secret only for you.
You were my first one
I broke my rules for.
The only yes I have made.
I have had a taste of you.
I can’t get you out
Of my mind.
And now I don’t think
I could ever say no to you.
I’d say yes over and over.
Just for you.
I’d break my rules
To hear you say my name.
To have another night
Just you and I.
He tasted her sweet honey and stood up to look in her eyes. She was dazed, instinctively she threw her arms around his neck in an embrace.
He gently placed her on the bed and began his shower of kisses on her. She ran her fingers through his hair, lips and then his chest; wrapping her legs around his waist.
He held her by her waist and turned her around gently on top of him, whispering, 'are you sure about this?'.
She shushed him with finger on her lips and lost themselves to the moment. He bundled her in his arms and they fell asleep, smiling!
He quietly followed her in to a room in the palace. She closed the door behind him.He didn't care where he was, he was glad he was with her.
She walked upto him, and dropped her dress on floor. She stood there in her undergarments, waiting for him to soak in the scene before he changed his mind. He had quite the reputation of ladies flaunting themselves over him, a charmer who would charm his way into their hearts but choose not get intimate.
She was starting to wonder if she was one of those ladies too, ready to submit to him but not of his desire.
He walked upto to her, pulled her closer to himself and kissed her wildly, leaving her breathless. He began kissing her neck, chest and kept kis...
He removed the strand of hair off her face, which was playing on her pink lips, and bent to caress it with his own. She gasped at the tenderness of his lips on her and her legs gave away. She pressed her body against his, her eyes closed, while he grasped her waist, to keep her on her feet.
She came to her senses, and felt the wetness of their lips, exploring more of him. She felt his hand cup her face, and his kiss deepened with a sweet desire building in their embraced bodies.
She reluctantly broke the kiss, and looked at him. He gave her his usual inquiring look, wondering if she was fine. She held his hand and indicated to follow her.
She could barely walk with her loins on fire. She want...
"What are you doing here, all by yourself!??"
She recognised his perfume, and turned a shade of red. She faced him and chose to blame the wine in her head, while being grateful that it wouldn't be evident in dark, that she was blushing.
She shrugged, unable to utter any words.
He placed a cigar on his lips, lit it and took a huge puff, "It is a beautiful sight to behold."
She brought herself to only mumble, 'The night sky is beautiful indeed.'
He stepped in a little closer and whispered, "whoever spoke of the night sky. I was talking about you."
She felt a sharp sting in her loins, and she knew she wanted him more than ever. She didn't blame the wine for this.
She looked into his eyes, they w...
She looked at him, across the dinner table. He looked magnificent in his black suit, like the Dark Lord, beckoning her desires to her throat.
She shifted in her chair uncomfortably, while his eyes casually landed on her face. He smiled and raised an eyebrow, inquiring through his eyes, if she wanted anything.
She bite her lower lip and forced a smile on her face, nodding her head, in reply. Ensuring she was fine, she excused herself from the dinner table, in the context of getting some sleep. The truth was , she wanted to get some space for herself, as the sexual tension was building between that handsome and her.
She didn't have to look at him to make sure that he was watching. She straig...