secret garden

She’ll let you in her house
If you come knockin’ late at night
She’ll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She’ll let you deep inside
But there’s a secret garden she hides
She’ll let you in her car
To go drivin’ ’round
She’ll let you into the parts of herself
That’ll bring you down
She’ll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don’t think twice

You’ve gone a million miles
How far’d you get
To that place where you can’t remember
And you can’t forget

She’ll lead you down a path
There’ll be tenderness in the air
She’ll let you come just far enough
So you know she’s really there
Then she’ll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She’s got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

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Things I Dreamed About

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“The warmth of his skin was familiar. Languid, I could drift for hours on the ocean of his flesh. Eyes gazed down at me, so kind and friendly. Like frosty windows on a cabin with a wood stove. These were the things I dreamed about. The things I was reminded of. The things I thought of at long stoplights while listening to S. Carey. This was what my being ached for…”

~Taylor Rhodes, Sixteenth Notes: The Breaking of the Rose-Colored Glasses

Image: “The Science of Missing You”   Stasia B.
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She wanted everything, but settled for nothing

“She was too quiet, or she was too loud. She took things too seriously, or not seriously at all. She was too sensitive, or too cold-hearted. She hated with every fiber of her being, or loved with every piece of her heart. There was no in-between for her. It was either all or nothing. She wanted everything but settled for nothing.”

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She Took Anything She Wanted With a Smile

“She was fierce, she was strong, she wasn’t simple. She was crazy and sometimes she barely slept. She always had something to say. She had flaws and that was ok. And when she was down, she got right back up. She was a beast in her own way, but one idea described her best.

She was unstoppable and she took anything she wanted with a smile.”
R.M. Drake

Midnight Moon

by Sunny

Sapphire diamonds
cascade across the sky
blue sensual passion
floats with care and
romantic emotion

for this moon goddess
rests upon high
showering your soul
with penetrating
sensations that one man
can only experience in his
most relaxed state of mind

feeling my hands of pure silk
gliding gently across your skin
soothing the aches of the world
which rest heavily on your heart

sprinkles of moon dust enter
your senses as you breathe
my heart into your restless
state of begging sleep

lover I am your midnight passion
your intoxicating remedy
drink my whispers of sweet
for rest is needed when lovers
ignite as one.

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