I slumped in my lounge chair as I looked at the piece of art that was in front of me. I gently applied some acrylic paint to the art piece and hoping some inspiration would come to me.
The smooth and bright colors on the canvas were a beautiful sight to see. The delicate strokes of my paint brush gave me a sense of peacefulness and fulfillment.
I tried to concentrate on the movement of my hand strokes. The steady paintbrush that I was holding, the colors of the paint, described how I was feeling. The emotions and the romantic feelings I have for you were showing in my painting.
The soft strokes remind me of your gentle kisses to my lips. The colors on the canvas reminded me of your rich eyes and soft-spoken words. Your touch and blissful contact inspired my piece of artwork.
I took my paintbrush and I let my fingers paint the story of our breathless bliss and epic journey together. I let my artwork tell the story of my vivid and passionate love for you. Let my creativity speak to your heart.
It’s the feel of your skin. It’s the soft sounds you make. I’m desperate to touch you. I want to hear your delicate moans. Feeling your essence deep within my soul. The desperate desires I feel for you, I’m yours to take under this moonlight…
You can’t define me. I’m a disaster waiting to happen. I’m standing in front of a doorway. Waiting for my turn to walk through it. Let me speak my truth, Give me a chance to step into this light. I have the universe inside of me. It’s filled with galaxies and beautiful stars. You can’t tell me how I should introduce it to the world. The universe is me and I want the world to embrace it…
Just kiss me, This one last time, Just hold me as I burst into flames. This one last time, Just run your fingers through my hair, This one last time, Just please grip my hand and let me whisper ‘I Love You’
Pain eats away at her middle. Digging in with a voracious appetite, a hunger unlike anything she’s known. Her stomach bulges and writhes, a tremulous dance. Claws graze just below the surface. Scratching their way up, gouging words beneath the skin. Glowing behind her liquid gaze, ember coals emanate a burgundy light. Closer she looks […]