| passionate_spirit |
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| 3 Oct 06 | Happy Birthday erath (9) | (3 Oct 06, 9:45 PM by MindChains) |
| Happy birthday, have a great day, [more...] | ||
| 18 Jul 06 | Look into ........................... (5) | (18 Jul 06, 9:15 PM by Rhoobarb) |
| look into my head and what do you see a mess thats me [more...] | ||
| 18 Jul 06 | slavedancer (3) | (18 Jul 06, 3:05 PM by Dee_Daddy) |
| What are veils? The sheathes of defense that blur cliarity of vision past wall-like blankets of shadowy incense, through the haze and multitude of eyes, piercing swords that are eyes, ravaging one dancer in the mind. [more...] | ||
| 9 Jul 06 | Missing You (1) | (10 Jul 06, 9:44 AM by cuddlybeth) |
| You promised I was never alone But yet I feel that way You said You are always here with me So why do I feel so alone in spite of the words you say? Each day that passes it only gets worse Words cannot even describe the pain I doubt myself and put up the walls I feel safer behind them right now, they keep me sane. I only live for You But You have your own life in which I don't share You have my heart, mind, body and soul and so I don't even exist without You there I am just a shell all alone with my thoughts The tears flowing down from my eyes You promised that you would never leave me alone [more...] | ||
| 9 Jul 06 | Kept In A Closet (2) | (9 Jul 06, 6:58 PM by passionate_spirit) |
| am an object hidden from sight Kept in a closet, not shown in the light I must not be seen, No one must know That I am here and love you so [more...] | ||
| 23 May 06 | Darkest Desires | (23 May 06, 10:27 PM by passionate_spirit) |
| Tender bruises polka dot my forsaken body. Pretty pink welts cross my pale skin. Thin red lines encase my wrists and ankles. Basking in my agony. Sexual bliss has befallen me. Taken me to the edge. Touched me, joined me. Turned me into art. Desecrated my dark sanctity. Crowned me with honour craved by whores. the slightest touch will not reach me. Strong will has been besieged. Grabbed and tortured by perilous lust. Refusing my own desire for thought of my own gratification I am left longing for more. Waiting to prove my devotion. Seeking new experiences I have yet to even discover. [more...] | ||