Posts Tagged: Beauty

Goldilocks

In a parallel universe Natalie Portman And Mila Kunis Have a daughter I met her yesterday

Goldilocks

In a parallel universe Natalie Portman And Mila Kunis Have a daughter I met her yesterday

It’s not the same anymore when I see you

It’s not the same anymore when I see you It was that stern look and pouty lips that I fell in love with You still don’t smile Yet my heart no longer stops I guess I was drunk with love

It’s not the same anymore when I see you

It’s not the same anymore when I see you It was that stern look and pouty lips that I fell in love with You still don’t smile Yet my heart no longer stops I guess I was drunk with love

Poetry in motion

I lay there in bed She strips off garments like excess words Walking toward me in nothing but her lace panties I tell her that she’s poetry in motion

Poetry in motion

I lay there in bed She strips off garments like excess words Walking toward me in nothing but her lace panties I tell her that she’s poetry in motion

The darkest nights hide the brightest stars

She’s beautiful With her dark, sad eyes A shadow forming Where the sadness has seeped out And illuminated the love within her  

The darkest nights hide the brightest stars

She’s beautiful With her dark, sad eyes A shadow forming Where the sadness has seeped out And illuminated the love within her  

It would’ve been beautiful

What can I say? I miss your face And the mess of hair that framed it You were an eccentric person It suited you so well And it proved that things aren’t always calm under the surface I never got

It would’ve been beautiful

What can I say? I miss your face And the mess of hair that framed it You were an eccentric person It suited you so well And it proved that things aren’t always calm under the surface I never got

Body of fiction

The sunlight on your body is like the Circular glow of the bedside lamp on Page 81. The silk duvet is your dust Jacket. The only one that I’ve ever Kept on. Your vertebrae constitute The image that’s on the book’s

Body of fiction

The sunlight on your body is like the Circular glow of the bedside lamp on Page 81. The silk duvet is your dust Jacket. The only one that I’ve ever Kept on. Your vertebrae constitute The image that’s on the book’s

Quinn

The sleekness of the black leather binding Of my Moleskine reminds me of her little Black dress. The zipper is like the tassel That keeps track of the page, taking me Back to my favorite parts. Wide-rule Paper is enough

Quinn

The sleekness of the black leather binding Of my Moleskine reminds me of her little Black dress. The zipper is like the tassel That keeps track of the page, taking me Back to my favorite parts. Wide-rule Paper is enough