Please donβt make me fall in love with you. I will write about the way your hands fit perfectly in mine,as though they had never known a home so familiar. How I could measure the length of your neck in kisses, the curve of your jaw cradled tenderly in my palms, as I try, with trembling eyes, to convey a devotion older than language. I will write about the way our heartbeats find the same rhythm when I run into your embraceβhow Iβll carve every touch into memory until your love is the only thing I remember. I will write about the way I could get drunk on the sound of your laughter, the way your eyes always seek mine, and the quiet softness that unfolds when they finally find me. I will write, and write, and writeβyet I will still run out of words before I can make you understand the depth of my worship. For you are the shrine, and I, a mere refugee.
-vesper
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-vesper
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If someone can smoke knowing
it destroys lungs,
what's wrong loving someone
knowing there's no chanceβ¦
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it destroys lungs,
what's wrong loving someone
knowing there's no chanceβ¦
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I can't see me lovin' nobody
but you for all my life
When you're with me, baby,
the skies will be blue for all my life
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but you for all my life
When you're with me, baby,
the skies will be blue for all my life
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Last night,
I was looking at the moon
Still, calm, beautiful and stunning
Magnificent and attractive
I tried to talk to her
I told her my griefs, happiness and some secrets
In the hope of learning her stories too
And there was an unexpected twist
She never shared hers
And seldom spoke to me
All she did was
She listened to me
Got my dark secrets
And now might be laughing somewhere
As could not feel her presence now.
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I was looking at the moon
Still, calm, beautiful and stunning
Magnificent and attractive
I tried to talk to her
I told her my griefs, happiness and some secrets
In the hope of learning her stories too
And there was an unexpected twist
She never shared hers
And seldom spoke to me
All she did was
She listened to me
Got my dark secrets
And now might be laughing somewhere
As could not feel her presence now.
@RealRelationship
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She was the poetry,
Written by God Himself.
And I, I was the reader,
falling for every line.
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Written by God Himself.
And I, I was the reader,
falling for every line.
@RealRelationship
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the reason i believe true love exists is because i give it. i know it because i have it
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Sun and Moon
You are the sun,
I am the moon.
You shine so bright,
I glow soft and quiet.
We never meet,
yet I feel you near.
You warm the world,
I light the night.
Far apart,
yet close in heart.
One day, maybe,
weβll touch
even if just for a moment
and the stars will pause to watch.
And that's why, Once the sun asked the moon for a hug & the world named eclipseβ¦ a love story written in the sky π©΅π€
You are the sun,
I am the moon.
You shine so bright,
I glow soft and quiet.
We never meet,
yet I feel you near.
You warm the world,
I light the night.
Far apart,
yet close in heart.
One day, maybe,
weβll touch
even if just for a moment
and the stars will pause to watch.
And that's why, Once the sun asked the moon for a hug & the world named eclipseβ¦ a love story written in the sky π©΅π€
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THE ORGASM
A womanβs orgasm doesnβt begin when you take off her clothes or touch her body.
A womanβs orgasm begins
when you text her βGood morningβ and mean it.
It begins when you see her and, instead of talking about yourself and your day, you listen to her.
You make her smile.
You hold her hand.
You look into her eyes
and pay attention to the world inside her.
Her orgasm starts when she feels like a priority,
when she feels safe,
when she feels chosen β
when she knows thereβs no one else you want but her.
It doesnβt start in a bedroom or a hotel room.
It starts in the small things β
in the sweet message,
in the song you dedicate to her,
in the joke you made on the day she was about to cry.
Orgasm is not a physical skill.
Itβs emotional sensitivity.
It is something you build long before her clothes come off.
Itβs not pulling her hair while you thrust harder.
Her orgasm is feeling safe in your presence.
Itβs kissing her dreams,
holding her soul,
and touching her emotions before her body.
Thatβs where a woman truly reaches her climax.
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A womanβs orgasm doesnβt begin when you take off her clothes or touch her body.
A womanβs orgasm begins
when you text her βGood morningβ and mean it.
It begins when you see her and, instead of talking about yourself and your day, you listen to her.
You make her smile.
You hold her hand.
You look into her eyes
and pay attention to the world inside her.
Her orgasm starts when she feels like a priority,
when she feels safe,
when she feels chosen β
when she knows thereβs no one else you want but her.
It doesnβt start in a bedroom or a hotel room.
It starts in the small things β
in the sweet message,
in the song you dedicate to her,
in the joke you made on the day she was about to cry.
Orgasm is not a physical skill.
Itβs emotional sensitivity.
It is something you build long before her clothes come off.
Itβs not pulling her hair while you thrust harder.
Her orgasm is feeling safe in your presence.
Itβs kissing her dreams,
holding her soul,
and touching her emotions before her body.
Thatβs where a woman truly reaches her climax.
@RealRelationship
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If all of the kings had their queens on the throne
We would pop champagne and raise a toast
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We would pop champagne and raise a toast
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βLove is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in loversβ eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweetβ.
β William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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Being purged, a fire sparkling in loversβ eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweetβ.
β William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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βCome touch me the way only you can. Let your lips learn every curve of me, because I am yours in a way I have never been anyone elseβs.β
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To be lost and to be found, that is the lifespan of love.
And in its brevity, its tragedy this has been made eternal
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And in its brevity, its tragedy this has been made eternal
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Love requires trust. When you trust, you are not afraid to take a risk, take a walk even with your eyes closed. Trusting, you can live millions of adventures, but also feel good at home or even alone. Trust is the foundation of any relationship.
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