In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
LOL. I couldn’t resist. I saw this pic and had to create my own meme. For some reason I feel like the owner of this bedroom is in his 30s and lives at home with his parents. #Nintendo #Games
I want you to seduce me for hours,
Seduce me with words, stares,
kisses, and slight graces.
Seduce me all night,
until we end up in your bed,
Man-handle me all you want,
Even throw me in bed if you like;
Make me yours all night,
make me scream & moan.
Make me loose track of it all,
Time & space included..
Maybe mix it with some play-fighting,
Or even just clowning around each other.
All I want is your arms around my body.
All I secretly want, is to be one together;
connected, partaking in ecstasy.
I want to wake up next to you,
& just stare at you, while you smile.
& maybe, just maybe;
Start it all over again in the morning,
Just to end it with breakfast in bed.
I shall cook, you shall clean.
I want you to dance with me all night;
After a nice candle lit dinner..
Accompanied by deep thoughts,
And I’ll give you a thousand for your thoughts.. instead of just one penny.
& I’ll trade it all just to truly know your soul,
I might even trade mine in,
Only to be yours for a lifetime.
& if you happen to ever find me in limbo,
& if you happen to find me here in the ever after,
I’ll promise you another lifetime, by your side.
To love you, to support you;
to feed your body, soul, & spirit.
To give you my all, & all I ask of you,
Is to give nothing in return.
Nothing but your love and affection,
Share your soul, your mind with me.
Because as long as we’re together,
Nothing shall stop us, not even death.
I am the one drug you will never decipher nor conquer.
Sleeping next to someone, not with someone, is perhaps the most intimate you will ever be with another human. In sleep, we are completely defenceless. We are soft and supple and childlike. Our hard exteriors falls away when the sand hits our eyes. The way you sleep, with your face softened and your arms wrapped around my waist, is the most beautiful thing
Many have puzzled themselves about the origin of evil. I am content to observe that there is evil, and that there is a way to escape from it, and with this I begin and end.
—John Newton (via observando)
I wonder what it’s like to have someone fall for you. And I mean really fall for you. Not just they want to get in your pants because they think you’re attractive. But be consumed with every little piece of you. The way you talk, the way you laugh, the way you just exist.