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A Passionate KissJust like a passionate kiss.
What's like a passionate kiss?
Yes, they capture me.
Yes, they seduce me.
I seduce you?
You want me?
I want you to want me.
And what if I do?
Then I am yours.
Just like that?
Because I love you?
What about me do you love?
Your passionate kisses.
Lying to myself
It's just like you
To write me out of life
Erase all your tender memories of me
Forget the last few years
Forget all your firsts
Just to forget about me
My fell and my body
Throw it all away
What a hole you'll be left with
Such a large gap in the road of your past
Am I such a pain?
Such an ache in your heart?
You said you wanted to have it all
Or nothing at all
You can never have me
So you are willing to dismiss me
What a child you've become
Calling out for me on lonely nights
Reaching back into your fragile memories
Searching for a nonexistent comfort
Now that you've come to realize
That no comfort will ever be found
You want me gone!
And that's just fine with me
For I've already gotten over you
Where the Living Dead ShopSlow and lazy
Tired and numb
The walking dead browse in and out
In and out
And all around
Like a ticking clock of death
Carrying in their boney hands
The drugs of life
The substance which they feed on
And shaking hands
Some are kind
And some don't care whether or not I smile
Yet nevertheless I must smile kindly
And speak in a loud sickly sweet voice
If I refuse these terms of play
I just might be eaten alive
By the horrid snake that controls this realm
A realm dedicated to severing the dead
As they bring their findings up to me
The reeking stench of rotting flesh overtakes my senses
And I force myself to crack a smile
As they start to throw at me their riches
I choke down my surprise at the vast amounts
Their hands are like ice against my living flesh
I shiver and force myself to speak
"You total "
"Your change "
"Would you like a bag ?"
"Thank you, come again!"
"Have a nice day!"
They glare at my all too lively chipper voice
Slowly they scurry out th
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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