Bated Breath

 

“With him gone, time seemed to stand still around me; the mornings just as cloudy and dark as the evenings, as if the sun had never decided to rise. There was no wind, like the world was holding its breath along with me, waiting for him to return.” 

― Yvonne WoonLife Eternal

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Reached

“I want to reach out and grab his hand and hold it to me, right over my heart, right where it aches the most. I don’t know if doing that would heal me or make my heart break entirely, but either way this constant hungry waiting would be over.” 

― Ally CondieMatched

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Run With Wolves

To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst. Blessed are they who hunger and thirst. A strength that would die fighting, kicking, screaming, that wouldn’t stop until the last breath had been wrung from its body. The will to take one’s place in the world. To say ‘I am here.’ To say ‘I am.’


 O.R. Melling

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Maybe

Maybe love is when someone arouses your heart in ways that no one else did before.

Maybe love is the ability to connect to the good pieces of yourself, the ones that are not always so visible.

Maybe love is your recognition and amazement in being surprised with how much care you’re capable of giving,

the amount of worry you can have, the fervent desire in wanting the best for the other person, and your ability to lift them higher.

Maybe it’s really that simple. To really love is to connect to the goodness in you.

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Fulfilled…

I too…
wake up sometimes
longing to touch you
to taste
tease
tempt
and excite you
I want to wake you up
with soft lingering kisses
and tender rhythmic touches 
I want to slide my tongue
deeply within you
playfully persistent
until your back arches
and your breath catches
I want your spirit to soar…
before your eyes
are even open
I want to give to you
the passion
joy and love
that you have hungered for…
I want you
to begin each day…
fulfilled.

Suzanne Penn

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Your Touch

I crave…
your voice
and the intimacy
that your words…. 
when spoken softly
bring to me

I crave
your touch
and the security
that engulfs me
whenever you hold me

I crave…
being “part of”
and the  feeling I get
when you tell the world
that I’m yours

I crave…
the release
that overcomes me
when I’m unsure
and your presence
envelops me

I crave…
your taste
when your glows
and I can see the love
in your eyes

Suzanne Penn

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