Tags Relationships
As The Crow FliesA Book by AsheA girl bound in silence searches for the right things to say as she learns more about the person closest to her as they return to her hometown- and de.. |
In or Out.A Poem by ayejodiea girl who is unsure if she wants to stay in a fiery relationship, or does she want to jump into the unknown world of women. |
Wildflowers and the Gossamer Lady (Working Title)A Story by Arron SteepA woman is haunted by the repercussions of a mysterious encounter from her childhood. (A short story inspired by the fairy tell "The Elfin Grove" by .. |
American Beach RomanceA Poem by Josie E. Cook M. A.Escape and romantic evenings... |
Something To Believe InA Poem by Bohrium GuyJust some of my reflections looking back on certain ones.... |
The Important PartsA Poem by TheWriterSeanAfter years of being told you're unlovable, how does that affect your viewpoint on relationships? |
MaintenanceA Poem by Sanzabarkeeping up with everything u have, connections u have made, everything |
Saving graceA Poem by Scott TroyYou are a wave. Comfortable and at ease. I ride your coast an ease my mind. The many rocks that could mire our coast mean nothing to me. A sweet scent.. |
Opportunity For ExclusivityA Poem by Earl SchumackerLove corrupted |
InstinctA Poem by Scott TroyThe way you trace an outline on my back. A muttering of words. A concept of brevity and bare feelings. How I wish. How I stand on a cusp of di.. |
Tidal waveA Poem by Scott TroyOrbit. Sink into me. A holistic remedy to a heart heavy with a firm resolve to disarray. We are more alike than you think. Bridges of apathy and.. |
The nationA Poem by Scott TroyA quartet of strings. Smile at me and behold a man. They bring it all together. Percussion. Strings. Melody... We are a symphony. We play.. |
This is loveA Poem by Scott TroyExtraordinary. A word taken for granted. A love so brazen I cannot stand it. A myriad of metaphors. A simple plan like a plain wooden floor. .. |
Monogamy of Adam & EveA Poem by Falanne ShantaRelationships in today's society. |
Polka dot stockings and youA Poem by z.chériSame truths, same lies. |