To drive with youIf I could take a drive with you, I'd turn the radio off. I'd listen to the whir of the pavement against the tires. I'd listen to the wind hitting the car, but mostly i'd listen to my heart.To drive with you
She's a singer when it's quiet. With you beside me, my heart would sing a beautiful song. A song of memories, a song of forgiveness, a song of love. My heart would sing a song never before heard. A song of the truest love imaginable. She would sing because you would be listening.
If I could take a drive with you, I'd smile. I'd watch the trees blur by and imagine us driving forever. Side by side. Hand in hand. No words b
A Love So Pure - Another NightYour arm is wrapped securely around me, Tight, as we lay together. The steady rise and fall of your chest Envelopes me, as you take in Rhythmic, sleepful breaths. Our faces lay only inches apart, But I know we are in two different worlds. Your dreams take you to other realms, While I lay awake, dreaming of reality. Your face, your eyes, softly shut, The warm feel of your breath As it gently caresses my skin. The curve of your body pressed up against me, Your strong arms holding me close, Your legs entangled with mine. I can feel the beating of your heartA Love So Pure - Another Night
How I Knowhow do I know I love you? a simple question with more answers than we have kisses and more reasonsHow I Know
than you have time to hear
your smile makes me wish for immortality if only to see it over and over for always and to be in your presence is be myself comfortably with no pretense or need for impressions
minutes spent without you tick by slower than years but the sweet promise of us brings a secret smile and a calm assurance
that leaves a delicious taste in my mouth
the way you look at me makes everything in th
SecretIf I pulled this key from the back of my throatSecret
With a bloodied string and opened the lock,
Would you listen to the melody my secrets will sing? Whisper them slowly into the darkness, let your breath Brush slightly across my skin, sending the curtains Fluttering in the wind and the moonlight will filter In through my broken window and you will carve Your initials into my skin with shattered glass and I will not cry but I’ll tie this bloody key and string
Around your neck and choke you with the words
That I so willingly refused to speak. Me and you, We’ll fly thro
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Kit Lange
Former $Core Staff
Nature Photographer
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