Samball49

Everything is dying, And it’s beautiful. All the colours, Make the world less dull. It’s a bizarre idea, That death is beautiful. But death is beautiful. It just means there will be another cycle of life. You can feel the death all around you, With the cold, The wind, The trees that are becoming bare. And its magnificent.

Home. It's not where you live, but how you live on. Home. A place of surrender and belonging. Home.  A person who shares your heart, your world, and your hopes. Home. A heart worth keeping over long distances. Home. A place where parting never happens and nothing intrudes. Home. Someone you return to at the end of the day. Home. A voice that calls to you and a body that warms you. Home. A kindred spirit, a love that never dies, but is constant. Home. A place in time for laughter, whispered conversations, passion. Home. An echo of serenity, of calm, of being pleased to be pleased. Home. Shared bliss, where there are no losers, only w

Hello my love My dreams have come true In your arms I could only hope To live in time When your eyes lower to mine I tremble at your touch I feel my heart bow and smile In gratitude For your love is great It fills me more than you know When you leave me Please don't run away I let my cheek touch your palm I rub myself against you- Your skin is warm Tender like I imagined Your eyes so bright Light up the sky When I'm lonely Your arms are around me You hold me and show me all the love That was ever needed Even when you are not with me Your magic touch heals the wounds deep within my heart Even when you are not with me I

Stream of Consciousness I I wish you could hear my call and never go away. I wish you could hear me calling out my name to you, as if I was a phantom worth being heard. No more are my wishes of you. I am a blank slate not worth writing on. I am shiny and unused to abuse. I wish you knew this and accepted that I would be scuffed up sometime. You are a memory that makes me bitter. Like a salty ocean, you fill my mouth with precious salt. I know you as you have known me for ages. I listen to you, replaying the sweet words you impose on me. As if you could make up for all the pain that I felt when you erased me from your memory. All I could reme