lynnarts
Ebb & flow
The ocean’s tide
Grazing the sand
Licking my toes
Gentle breeze
Whispering leaves
Life is a roller coaster
Excitement and butterflies
Anticipation and waiting
Scariness on the rise to the top
Fulfillment at destination
My heart is too involved now
Both feet plunged in
Unable to tread
Your chains around my heart
Have sunk it to the bottom
There's no escape now
I chuckled when his warm breath tickled my neck. It was as if a feather had gently brushed against my skin. It sent little waves of excitement throughout my body.
I chuckled when his warm breath against my neck tickled me. It was as if a feather had frushed against my skin.
There's a silent scream
Rising inside of me
Pounding against my chest
Waiting for it's release
beneath the surface
where it all arises from
bubbling, boiling, building
anger, frustration, resentment
hot from the friction
of all these feelings
mingling together
a disastrous recipe
I stood in front of the mirror, clothes piled at my feet, observing the person staring back at me. Was this really my body? It seemed like it never changed much, despite working out and healthier eating. Do I like this person before me?
We are all broken
pieces of art
Needing to be
put back together
By the hands of
our own artist
Blast from the past. That's what I saw when I opened the door and saw him out of the corner of my eye. He didn't notice me walking in, but as my eyes searched in the direction he headed, I waited with anticipation, for him to turn around, to see if it really was him.
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