ellena-dreams

Patiently, I'll wait for you, Through everything that will be. You're wonderful in everything you do, I'll show you that all you need is me. Supporting you in everything you choose, My only need is to make you happy, Even if it means that in this game, I will lose, Because what I do, I don't do for me. You've seen the worst in me, And still stay by my side. So patient, kind and loving I will be, To repay your kindness with mine. With a sex the same as yours, I know it greatly scares you, too. I accept my body can't compare to hers, But I will wait for you. We've been friends all these years, So I thank you for taking me as I

Patiently, I'll wait for you, Through everything that will be. You're wonderful in everything you do, I'll show you that all you need is me. Supporting you in everything you choose, My only need is to make you happy, Even if it means that in this game, I will lose, Because what I do, I don't do for me. You've seen the worst in me, And still stay by my side. So patient, kind and loving I will be, To repay your kindness with mine. With a sex the same as yours, I know it greatly scares you, too. I accept my body can't compare to hers, But I will wait for you. We've been friends all these years, So I thank you for taking me as I

Eight Kisses One You can call it emptiness, breath, epithet, or oblivion or love, or the thing we can't touch, while in motion.         The rush of your mouth in me like icemelt water, innocent, surging like a creek, touching,    stopped.                                                         

♪ I imagine the lines drawn fiercely And without repose; A forgotten melody An endless whisper. ♪ It starts like this: In circles, in swirls The penstrokes of dovish Gold shavings and twilight hues. ♪ Flames choke at the light And dig into the kind of Fabric that melts rather than burns. ♪ A bleak, acidic tirade That ends in ashes It sizzles and curls Arson without witness, A muzzled crescendo of tears. ♪ To deeply consider… To fill bottles with ocean water, Not to drink but taste A sorrow, a loss So poignant and salty to- Pretend it was your own. ♪ {A silent catastrophe