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I am dead because you are mineA Poem by LeahRhodesThe bittersweet danger of glances. |
Your eyes and mineA Poem by LeahRhodesA passion shared without words. |
Do you remember?A Poem by LeahRhodesDo you remember that day?Your eyes fell on meand I knewand We both KnewThe supreme and golden knowledge ofDesire.Hellit felt likeBut I would return wi.. |
RepeatA Poem by LeahRhodesLookTouchFeelRepeatA gaze is burning my skinand caresses me to deathi need the reliefof your presence around meBecause I cannot go onand we both know .. |
Endlessly seekingA Poem by LeahRhodesTell me howTo stop these eyes of mine to seek foryouConstantly seekYour own finally answered theCraving callsi never knew i was castingand here we fel.. |
forbiddenA Poem by annie leebeautiful boy, she murmured, resting her forehead on the coolness of the window. her breath fogged the pane, and she pressed her palm.. |
Waltzes of ChartamA Book by waltzesofchartamFamily feud, Forbidden Romance Novel bouncing between Chartam, England and Aix en Provence, France. |
CHAPTER THREEA Chapter by waltzesofchartam**CHAPTER THREE Derek and Bea are having dinner, attempting to break the ice and overcome strong feelings they are having over one another. |
Chapter Two: An Act of Kindness.A Chapter by marchmadness“Hallo?” I gentle voice called. Someone was nudging at my shoulders. “Peter, help this young girl!” My eyes peeled open to t.. |
Chapter Four: Knock At the DoorA Chapter by marchmadnessMy sisters lived on a grassy, secluded hill in a one bedroom farmhouse. It was a verdant area with small hills everywhere. Growing up on a farm, thi.. |
Chapter 1A Chapter by Craig MoodyFirst chapter of the novel, Sitting Alone (working title). |
This Can't Go OnA Poem by Clara KevieI'm writing you this noteTo tell you that this can't go on.It's not something that you didwell... that's not entirely truebut it's not something you c.. |
What Is and What Will Never BeA Story by AnonymousWe are all born into circumstances beyond our control... |
First loveA Poem by ItwasonceuponatimeI guess it is not meant to be... |
The puppeteerA Poem by ItwasonceuponatimeA man with a smile walks down the street,Envied by many, loved by few.He greets his friends, he looks his best,And his life seems perfect.The doors cl.. |
THE LOVELESS SERGEANTA Poem by Peter RogersonA dreadful state of affairs when a young man's passion for his girl is considered dirty and war is quite all right. |
"A Secret to Tell"A Poem by JamesMy take on an old story |