You know what I want to hear, so just tell me. Say it like you mean it. You can tell me other things, too. Say it directly so it seeps in. Let me feel it deep down in my soul. That is where you sit, right in the heart of me.
Do You Hear Me?
Do you hear me when I call to you? Sometimes I don't even say it out loud. I just reach for you. Sometimes I don't know I even do it. But there you are when I wake. The first thing I see. The first thing I want.
Damn these Dark Romance Books
All I have now are the worlds others create but sometimes that is enough. Sometimes you read a thing and instantly say, Yes, that is me or that is what I want to be me. You want to be that version of yourself. You want that experience.
The weight of him
I want to feel the weight of him. The weight of his gaze on me. The weight of his body on top of mine. The weight of who he is to me.
Muse
"If she breaks, she breaks. Art is meant to break. If it does not ignite the heart and awaken the soul, one must break his art to create the exquisite beauty of heaven from the torment of hell." - The Art of Obsession by Emily Shore When do you break me? When do you paint… Continue reading Muse
Lisa Gray 