The gentle streams, rolled slowly on as a gentle wind blew through the tress above. A sharp contrast to the horror that unfolded between the tall grass growing beside the stream.
A gentle touch
is all a person needs
to feel safe, secure, and loved.
A gentle touch
is a small gesture
that can make someone feel so
much better.
A gentle touch
is what a baby yearns for,
is what a friend needs,
is what a lover wants.
A gentle touch
is all that matters.
My grandmother’s hands were gentle. As much work, fun, play, struggle as they went through, they were the most gentle things. She had a way of holding me when I was a little kid that made me feel like I was in the safest place on Earth.
It was a soft hand that moved across the milky white complexion of her cheek. It had been almost 13 years since their eyes fell into each others. It was like a minute had not passed. She took his hand in hers and gently kissed the back of his fingertips
gentle is the word that describes me or so I am being constantly told. Not sure if I like this, sometimres there is a lot ot being mean nasty and no more Mr Nice Guy.
time to let go softness and light a caress you can barely feel detached curled up in sunlight pillows that support me and my insecurity what i cannot see
The wind swept over the heather, pushing it and pulling it. His fingers brushed through her soft brown hair and he kissed her lips with the tenderness of a whisper, there, amidst the flowers.
A soft touch, without harshness or anger. Loving, giving everything through the feeling of the physical. Everyone strives for this emotion from others, it is necessary to life, we love gentleness and convey it many different ways. Being gentle rids ourselves of war.
Go gently into that good night…gently? Into the dark? It’s Holloween and I’m expected to tiptoe through darkness? Not likely. The wind might flow gently through the branches, the loose leaves showering the grass in reds and oranges and yellows.
soft skin her long flowing hair. warm eyes. room lights up when she enters. everything about her says home. love. my reason for being, my muse. my counterpart. a new world has opened up to me.
She ran her fingers across his skin. Precious, precious. She could lay here for hours, watching him sleep. Tawny stroked a stray lock of dark hair away from Will’s face, watching the wavering light from the candle flicker and fade.
carring..nice..emotional,boring sometimes,pay attention to one’s needs,
By araya on 10.31.2008
Gentle kisses by the moonlight fire, covered in cashmere blankets, holding steamy glasses of hot chocolate!
By Haley on 10.31.2008
The gentle streams, rolled slowly on as a gentle wind blew through the tress above. A sharp contrast to the horror that unfolded between the tall grass growing beside the stream.
By Ebrahim on 10.31.2008
A gentle touch
is all a person needs
to feel safe, secure, and loved.
A gentle touch
is a small gesture
that can make someone feel so
much better.
A gentle touch
is what a baby yearns for,
is what a friend needs,
is what a lover wants.
A gentle touch
is all that matters.
By Sarah Bartholow on 10.31.2008
Please be gentle with me.
By Morgan on 10.31.2008
GENTLILITY IS OFTEN UNDERATED IN THE WORLD OF MEN. IT IS HOWEVER THE MOST BEAUTIFUL QUALITY A MAN CAN POSSESS. TO A WAMAN THAT IS
By SAM on 10.31.2008
My grandmother’s hands were gentle. As much work, fun, play, struggle as they went through, they were the most gentle things. She had a way of holding me when I was a little kid that made me feel like I was in the safest place on Earth.
By Bart on 10.31.2008
It was a soft hand that moved across the milky white complexion of her cheek. It had been almost 13 years since their eyes fell into each others. It was like a minute had not passed. She took his hand in hers and gently kissed the back of his fingertips
By Dusty on 10.31.2008
gentle is the word that describes me or so I am being constantly told. Not sure if I like this, sometimres there is a lot ot being mean nasty and no more Mr Nice Guy.
By Myles Delvins on 10.31.2008
A gentle flick of my tongue upon her clitoris was all it took to keep her squirting and squirting again!
By King Cunnilingus on 10.31.2008
time to let go softness and light a caress you can barely feel detached curled up in sunlight pillows that support me and my insecurity what i cannot see
By emily braid on 10.31.2008
The wind swept over the heather, pushing it and pulling it. His fingers brushed through her soft brown hair and he kissed her lips with the tenderness of a whisper, there, amidst the flowers.
By David on 10.31.2008
A soft touch, without harshness or anger. Loving, giving everything through the feeling of the physical. Everyone strives for this emotion from others, it is necessary to life, we love gentleness and convey it many different ways. Being gentle rids ourselves of war.
By Alex Thompson on 10.31.2008
Go gently into that good night…gently? Into the dark? It’s Holloween and I’m expected to tiptoe through darkness? Not likely. The wind might flow gently through the branches, the loose leaves showering the grass in reds and oranges and yellows.
By Hosanna on 10.31.2008
soft skin her long flowing hair. warm eyes. room lights up when she enters. everything about her says home. love. my reason for being, my muse. my counterpart. a new world has opened up to me.
By ecm on 10.31.2008
I don’t kn0w very many gentle people or gentlemen,
what is gentle? Not anybody I know.
By tara on 10.31.2008
She ran her fingers across his skin. Precious, precious. She could lay here for hours, watching him sleep. Tawny stroked a stray lock of dark hair away from Will’s face, watching the wavering light from the candle flicker and fade.
By Pip on 10.31.2008