gentle is the girl I love though strong in her own way she’ll fight she’ll love she’ll think and we’ll find eachother one day.
wolf
I love babyies. They drool! How cute! And they always smell like babies. I wish I could have one. But, I’m only 19. Sucks! And I have bad credit! Lol. Better days!
Doreen Jones
to kiss to feel to touch to sink into the folds and the boundaries and the summer sunsets spent missing and wishing that the screen wouldnt fade to black. how did we end up here and how did we grow old? my skin is no longer soft. your words are no longer soothing. i would drown my future if i could.
betty
The care and softness that you needs must use when dealing with the most fragile of items-be they babies, cpu’s, or someones heart, they are all things that you need to be gentle with.
Krowhop
me, i think i’m gentle, more than what i’m expected to be.
fede
the word gentle gives me an image of a feathe in my mind . a white feather . and the feel makes me think of a touch. i think a gentle touch works wonders . whenever i am down i feel like getting a gentle touch from somebody i care for . and i feel wonderful
Sohini Das
gentle on my mind is the name of a song i knew long ago. it sounds like a massage for the mind. but i like hard massages by gentle people. i want to be gentle but strong, not weak. gentle is a mother’s touch on a baby’s brow. gentle is a summer’s breeze on a warm day. gentle is you touching me.
joy
Gentle boobs that follow a gentle touch to my inner thigh.
Miguel
The gentle flow of conversation made the golf course shimmer in the moonlight.
BT
Be gentle, my good knight!
Do not go gentle into that good night.
M!
The sides of a feline or a soft washclothe. The tone of voice to my Goddaughter when her fever spikes. The calm in the heart of heat and the light in the cave of the jagged. Gently. Gentleman – manners builds them and they move many mountains. Sociopoliticals aside, gene therapy and Jerusalem both could benefit from some genuine gentility. Swaying craddles and willows. Cliches of kindness and sleek whisps of caressed whispers not holding me but guiding my thoughts.
fini
n
the woman had gentle hands as she caressed her infant, warm from the bath. He was clean and gentle. Stroking from top to bottom she gave a large sigh. She should think she was the luckiest person ever. That is what she should think, but she was terrified.
Liz Pitcher
what the hell what is this all about i think gentle is cool it’s like a form of touch like a form of expression that neither of us have and i think we should treasure gentleness. your touch is gentle you are gentle are you gentle i think you are,. and maybe as time goes u will find ur comfort zone and the word is gentle gentle
libing
Your lips against mine after a long week without you. My darling, my only. Let me feel that every day.
MG
hearts grow tender and bodies supple. gently tickling the curves of thy lover. hearts race. minds keep up to speed under this dark moon.
mennlay
I feel the gentle and soothing breeze brush up against my skin. Shivers run down my spine as I remember those years in the beach house. The ocean mist dewing up on my grandfathers fresh raspberries…
Aubs
Tired, I am tonight, and longing for the wind, the bath, the candlelight, the pillow.
Longing for the life to clean itself up, structure, put me back together. Make it right.
Gentle like.
heatherflea
Gentle as a breeze, gentle wind, the way a person feels, gentle sometimes, the opposite of rough, meaning kind and care, meaning light and airy, meaning present, confident enough not to push, urge.
D
it s hard indeed to wear the same thing evaryday.it couid be sadness happiness boredom fun frenzy freaky.
swaroopakartha
gentle is a very sincere word. you don’t really know what it means, as it varies from person to person. gentle to most is being kind, nice, passionate, and (oddly) sincere. gentle is a thing that most people wish they were, and most of them are. it is hard, and easy, to be gentle. gentle is an action of the human heart, and nothing else.
nice kind its good to be gentle and caring and considerate and making everyone like u and its fragile
Anisha
her hand was gentle, not rough like a factory worker. she grabbed his face and moved closely to his lips. he pulled back shyly. she persisted. her lips touched his and in his heart he felt a burn. she opened..
justin
She had pretty fingers, her hands were long and thin. Ghostly white, a splash of cream in a mug of coffee. And her face was soft, doe eyes and lips that reminded me of rose petals. Her skin was warm to the touch and her words were lithe. She spoke to me in sonnets.
Corinne
the world is not gentle.
you are tossed by the waves of chaos, submerged in its undying grasp, before succumbing to the harsh reality of society.
won
The poor man was also too gentle. On the street you are required by survival itself to hold on to what is your own but even so, every one seemed to understand the reason the gentle man was even in this situation. He had inherited his fathers business. Rentals. Several houses and an apartment complex, all low income housing. It was a ruthless business. If you can’t pay your rent you must leave. Unfortunately when you can’t pay your rent in low income housing the only place left is the street.
After his father died what was needed was some toughing up. Some added emotional callus. Some personal detachment from the plight of others. No, It was not to be. ‘Better to be a poor man living in a box than an oppressor in a castle’, he thought.
David P. Elder
sweet, loving, caring, horse, not bucking, mom, dad, boyfriend, girlfriend, friend, wind, leaves, trees, flowers, artwork, water, fire, clouds, rain, river, waterfall, grass, photo’s, addictions, lovers, what you want but can never have
Kit
A cat named Gentle. That’s what my friend’s cousin believed he was until the age of thirteen. He grew up to be a big guy who played football on his high school varsity team, but for the vast majority of his eighteen years, he was known by himself simply as a cat named Gentle. It matched his personality, but it didn’t make it any less weird.
Anon.
I don’t think polar bears are gentle, but I love them anyway. Mothers can be gentle, but also ferocious when protecting their young. I like the feel of a gentle breeze on a warm spring day. A gentle embrace is comforting at times, but can also mean only friendship. Friends are gentle when they try to give you helpful advice; however, the advice might not always be what you want to hear.
Katie
gentlesness is something that most people in the world lack if we would all just share gentleness wiht each ohter and be gentle with the things we own and the things that we love everything would be much better. Being gentle isnt only about being careful with things it’s also about thinking about the people near you and how what you do and say may impact their lifes, no matter how much you think it wont.
rawr
i am not gentle i hate it all, i wish it go away for ever
i like it rough and hard just as i have always given im afraid that if i get it that way i might die dont give into to it you might never be the same please just shut the hell up why it will make no difference even if we try can i please just go away and get this over with im really
daniel
a kiss from my puppy when she understands that my hand is not a chew toy
it makes me feel special shen she looks up at me with her big brown eyes while she nibbles at my fingers.
she makes me feel like i’m not too selfish for children, even though i don’t want them anymore.
am i becoming more gentle?
i am gentle.
i am gentle
lee
A large man growing a delicate flower. A small creek. peace.
a man who hates war
joseph
His soft touches, caressing the nape of my neck. The way he holds my hands against his heart, looks into my eyes and whispers “I Love You” I know he could never hurt me.
J. Dayl
be gentle with me
matt
like falling thru an ocean of sleep feeling calm winds and water wash over me like nothing else mattered. i hear words in the distance calming my fast paced heart. i left out a sigh of releif. it started to rain on a hot day. i could finally relax somewhere quiet. the music was low but i could feel it in chest. it was so nice. so nice.
mongoose
The wind was gentle in her face. She stood on top of the cliff and expected there to be a gust, a rush, a torrent of wind – there always was, in the movies and the paintings and in her mind, when she thought about the way this scene should play out. But instead it was a gentle breeze, caressing her face the way Ben would, if he was there beside her instead of sailing out to see the world. Sailing out to sea.
Megan Engelhardt
It was a soft touch, so easy…so gentle. It took Aurora’s breath away, and made her legs shake. Sweat broke out across her shoulders as the touch moved down her body, become much more intense. Oh how she loved massages.
Ciara
My name is Gentle Ben and I have a story to tell you about being kind. It’s important to care for those in need as I did so very long ago. One time I saw a poor old woman trying to pick up some fallen groceries. That was a kind act I had done and I’ve been doing them ever since.
ryan
Sera gave a soft smile across the room. She could still remember the gentle touch he gave. But that was before. She missed him terribly- she wanted him back. But things were different now.
It figured. She never got much good for herself, anyway.
gentle is the girl I love though strong in her own way she’ll fight she’ll love she’ll think and we’ll find eachother one day.
I love babyies. They drool! How cute! And they always smell like babies. I wish I could have one. But, I’m only 19. Sucks! And I have bad credit! Lol. Better days!
to kiss to feel to touch to sink into the folds and the boundaries and the summer sunsets spent missing and wishing that the screen wouldnt fade to black. how did we end up here and how did we grow old? my skin is no longer soft. your words are no longer soothing. i would drown my future if i could.
The care and softness that you needs must use when dealing with the most fragile of items-be they babies, cpu’s, or someones heart, they are all things that you need to be gentle with.
me, i think i’m gentle, more than what i’m expected to be.
the word gentle gives me an image of a feathe in my mind . a white feather . and the feel makes me think of a touch. i think a gentle touch works wonders . whenever i am down i feel like getting a gentle touch from somebody i care for . and i feel wonderful
gentle on my mind is the name of a song i knew long ago. it sounds like a massage for the mind. but i like hard massages by gentle people. i want to be gentle but strong, not weak. gentle is a mother’s touch on a baby’s brow. gentle is a summer’s breeze on a warm day. gentle is you touching me.
Gentle boobs that follow a gentle touch to my inner thigh.
The gentle flow of conversation made the golf course shimmer in the moonlight.
Be gentle, my good knight!
Do not go gentle into that good night.
The sides of a feline or a soft washclothe. The tone of voice to my Goddaughter when her fever spikes. The calm in the heart of heat and the light in the cave of the jagged. Gently. Gentleman – manners builds them and they move many mountains. Sociopoliticals aside, gene therapy and Jerusalem both could benefit from some genuine gentility. Swaying craddles and willows. Cliches of kindness and sleek whisps of caressed whispers not holding me but guiding my thoughts.
fini
the woman had gentle hands as she caressed her infant, warm from the bath. He was clean and gentle. Stroking from top to bottom she gave a large sigh. She should think she was the luckiest person ever. That is what she should think, but she was terrified.
what the hell what is this all about i think gentle is cool it’s like a form of touch like a form of expression that neither of us have and i think we should treasure gentleness. your touch is gentle you are gentle are you gentle i think you are,. and maybe as time goes u will find ur comfort zone and the word is gentle gentle
Your lips against mine after a long week without you. My darling, my only. Let me feel that every day.
hearts grow tender and bodies supple. gently tickling the curves of thy lover. hearts race. minds keep up to speed under this dark moon.
I feel the gentle and soothing breeze brush up against my skin. Shivers run down my spine as I remember those years in the beach house. The ocean mist dewing up on my grandfathers fresh raspberries…
Tired, I am tonight, and longing for the wind, the bath, the candlelight, the pillow.
Longing for the life to clean itself up, structure, put me back together. Make it right.
Gentle like.
Gentle as a breeze, gentle wind, the way a person feels, gentle sometimes, the opposite of rough, meaning kind and care, meaning light and airy, meaning present, confident enough not to push, urge.
it s hard indeed to wear the same thing evaryday.it couid be sadness happiness boredom fun frenzy freaky.
gentle is a very sincere word. you don’t really know what it means, as it varies from person to person. gentle to most is being kind, nice, passionate, and (oddly) sincere. gentle is a thing that most people wish they were, and most of them are. it is hard, and easy, to be gentle. gentle is an action of the human heart, and nothing else.
Gentle. Gentle. Gentle. Gentleman. Gentle Touch. Gentile. Reptile. Dessert. Sandy. Beach. Sand. Feet. Pedicure. Spa. Facial. Cucumbers. Salad. Summer.
nice kind its good to be gentle and caring and considerate and making everyone like u and its fragile
her hand was gentle, not rough like a factory worker. she grabbed his face and moved closely to his lips. he pulled back shyly. she persisted. her lips touched his and in his heart he felt a burn. she opened..
She had pretty fingers, her hands were long and thin. Ghostly white, a splash of cream in a mug of coffee. And her face was soft, doe eyes and lips that reminded me of rose petals. Her skin was warm to the touch and her words were lithe. She spoke to me in sonnets.
the world is not gentle.
you are tossed by the waves of chaos, submerged in its undying grasp, before succumbing to the harsh reality of society.
The poor man was also too gentle. On the street you are required by survival itself to hold on to what is your own but even so, every one seemed to understand the reason the gentle man was even in this situation. He had inherited his fathers business. Rentals. Several houses and an apartment complex, all low income housing. It was a ruthless business. If you can’t pay your rent you must leave. Unfortunately when you can’t pay your rent in low income housing the only place left is the street.
After his father died what was needed was some toughing up. Some added emotional callus. Some personal detachment from the plight of others. No, It was not to be. ‘Better to be a poor man living in a box than an oppressor in a castle’, he thought.
sweet, loving, caring, horse, not bucking, mom, dad, boyfriend, girlfriend, friend, wind, leaves, trees, flowers, artwork, water, fire, clouds, rain, river, waterfall, grass, photo’s, addictions, lovers, what you want but can never have
A cat named Gentle. That’s what my friend’s cousin believed he was until the age of thirteen. He grew up to be a big guy who played football on his high school varsity team, but for the vast majority of his eighteen years, he was known by himself simply as a cat named Gentle. It matched his personality, but it didn’t make it any less weird.
I don’t think polar bears are gentle, but I love them anyway. Mothers can be gentle, but also ferocious when protecting their young. I like the feel of a gentle breeze on a warm spring day. A gentle embrace is comforting at times, but can also mean only friendship. Friends are gentle when they try to give you helpful advice; however, the advice might not always be what you want to hear.
gentlesness is something that most people in the world lack if we would all just share gentleness wiht each ohter and be gentle with the things we own and the things that we love everything would be much better. Being gentle isnt only about being careful with things it’s also about thinking about the people near you and how what you do and say may impact their lifes, no matter how much you think it wont.
i am not gentle i hate it all, i wish it go away for ever
i like it rough and hard just as i have always given im afraid that if i get it that way i might die dont give into to it you might never be the same please just shut the hell up why it will make no difference even if we try can i please just go away and get this over with im really
a kiss from my puppy when she understands that my hand is not a chew toy
it makes me feel special shen she looks up at me with her big brown eyes while she nibbles at my fingers.
she makes me feel like i’m not too selfish for children, even though i don’t want them anymore.
am i becoming more gentle?
i am gentle.
i am gentle
A large man growing a delicate flower. A small creek. peace.
a man who hates war
His soft touches, caressing the nape of my neck. The way he holds my hands against his heart, looks into my eyes and whispers “I Love You” I know he could never hurt me.
be gentle with me
like falling thru an ocean of sleep feeling calm winds and water wash over me like nothing else mattered. i hear words in the distance calming my fast paced heart. i left out a sigh of releif. it started to rain on a hot day. i could finally relax somewhere quiet. the music was low but i could feel it in chest. it was so nice. so nice.
The wind was gentle in her face. She stood on top of the cliff and expected there to be a gust, a rush, a torrent of wind – there always was, in the movies and the paintings and in her mind, when she thought about the way this scene should play out. But instead it was a gentle breeze, caressing her face the way Ben would, if he was there beside her instead of sailing out to see the world. Sailing out to sea.
It was a soft touch, so easy…so gentle. It took Aurora’s breath away, and made her legs shake. Sweat broke out across her shoulders as the touch moved down her body, become much more intense. Oh how she loved massages.
My name is Gentle Ben and I have a story to tell you about being kind. It’s important to care for those in need as I did so very long ago. One time I saw a poor old woman trying to pick up some fallen groceries. That was a kind act I had done and I’ve been doing them ever since.
Sera gave a soft smile across the room. She could still remember the gentle touch he gave. But that was before. She missed him terribly- she wanted him back. But things were different now.
It figured. She never got much good for herself, anyway.