In the coming months, I hope to publish my work on this very page. Hopefully I will do this creatively and not just slam it on this page as a bunch of words. A Rose is Just A Rose Only by the name and look, can you be the rose. Because the smell is always different and the touch can be not what one expects. Leaving Love Sweat's glamour trickles down the sides of your chiseled face.
Sweet nothings hang in the air like chocolate wanting milk.
I swallow down the gasps of your seduction and my desires. I look around and see the sunlight illuminate the pleasure beside me And remind me that I would soon leave this haven. A departing tear of sadness found it's way down my cheek. Somberly I said Let the sunlight slumber some more. Don t take away the benefits I ve had for so long.