He is a part of me
just like the air that I breathe.
His love flows through me
like blood pumping into my heart.
His body fits
me like a glove.
He and I are one at times.
Kimber Michaela 2010
He is a part of me
just like the air that I breathe.
His love flows through me
like blood pumping into my heart.
His body fits
me like a glove.
He and I are one at times.
Kimber Michaela 2010
A journal by Kevin Creekman
wishes...wonders...words
Rise and Shine :)
A Personified Narrative
Staying Positive
Scribbles on Cocktail Napkins
"He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life." ...James Joyce
constantly searching for my next adventure
Random thoughts, experiences, and wonderings mostly put into poetry.
My Words~My Passion
Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.
A girl's journey to finding herself.
and at dusk I break my past down piece by piece
DIFFERENT NOT BROKEN
Take a Walk on the Wild Side
Romantic to feel and love like this
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