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The Hold Your unseen grip tightens around my heart,The Hold by ~ApellesPhoenix09
as I pull away.
Like an addict craves a drug,
I crave your touch...your words.
Words that whisper gently in my ear,
" I love you," every night we are together.
The touch of your hand as you lace your fingers in mine.
Your kiss, that sends shivers down my spine,
and butterflies to the pit of my stomach.
Feelings awakened from within,
feelings long since felt.
Grasping onto those feelings that hold me here.
Still...
Unmoving...
Your love intoxicates me.
This addiction I will never understand,
the hold that I can not break free of.
But...
I have to.
I've got to break free.
Free from
Siren's Call Siren's CallSiren's Call by ~ApellesPhoenix09
We sing now with lovely
voice, and prey on men who have no choice, but to follow.
Our Song.
They hear it in the air,
like music flowing freely through the seas, as the fishermen search
for its search.
Looking and peering,
pondering and wondering from whence it comes.
Curious and ever more
curious are the men, the men who sail the seas, and long long for a
woman's touch.
Singing now our graceful
song, we draw in these men of the sea.
With a compisition that
grazes their ears like the wind, soft and willing, just as we appear.
The Sirens.
We lurk in the distance on
rock near the shore and empty is your resi
Memories I lie awake in bed,Memories by ~ApellesPhoenix09
as your memory brushes the back of my mind.
A time much simpler.
I had you for the taking,
but, for my own selfish justifications,
I pushed you away.
I threw you away.
And now I realize years down the road,
You were everything that I ever wanted.
I realized once it was too late.
Too late to mend the broken pieces of us..
I can still smell the sweet scent of your cologne
as you embrace me from time passed,
I still feel your soft lips caress mine in that one final kiss.
Just a memory now.
As are we.
Memories.
Sta.sh
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~just call me jimmie cheeks...
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~Those talked over oft times make the best writers.
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~just call me jimmie cheeks...
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~Those talked over oft times make the best writers.