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One day my father ended up getting really upset at me doing something really moronic (I agree with him now) and this poem was how I felt about it afterward.
I wrote this poem on a whim about finding true love in life, and what it would be like if I was to find that true love.
Poetry | Updated Oct 19, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Battling against hypocrisies, sadomasochism and perfunctory pursuits of pop benchmarks of successes, he refuses the passion-oriented male worldview of karma and lifeâ€™s purposes. Metamorphosed by compassion, that loveâ€™s innocence fills him with, he opts for a journey that takes him...
Ryan, Michael, Eric and Brennan get drunk and intimate one night and Ethan attempts to re-establish himself on the dating scene
This story is about a female college senior who became attracted to a male freshman student.
By Renee Monique Kerr
Since Lila was eight she developed hatred for women who ever divorced their husbands because her mother and father's separation and her gambling father's suicide. After betrayed by her irresponsible and selfish boyfriend who has drug addiction and humiliated by his mother who only believes her...
Taking the next step in a relationship for the first time. Romantic and emotional.
I never realized just how extreme my crush for him was. It started when I noticed him sending me seldom, non-threatening hints. Maybe a warm smile, warmer than the smiles he gave to other people. I always returned a sweet smile back. His eyes always met mine, and our glances would cross paths....
A man performs an intimate study of his lover, catching each detail of her on film for eternity
â€œOh,â€ I sighed and all my resistance faded to unimportance. I closed my eyes and felt his lips against my neck. The world slowly fell away. Time seemed to stand still; my heart stopped beating and all the air seemed to rush from my lungs. As he held me I could feel something...
I'm working on my poetry, trying to improve
Poetry | Updated Oct 15, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 7
By Benji Louise
Intimacy is a beautiful union...
Relationships morph in very intricate ways. I never believed I would be in a place so fulfilling and so entrenched in reality. I am very grateful of the time I've been allowed to have with my husband, and I thought I would try to express what he means to me.
Cheesyyyyyy summaryyyy! Go!
Poetry | Updated Jul 25, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 3
A mom, who is dead, writing a letter to her son. She never had a close relationship with her son.
A letter to the men I have been intimate with.