Please?

(Another of my old poems I made)

Your lips, they taste like honey.
Your hair, it smells like roses.
Your face, it's soft like feathers.

Your body is perfect.
Your scent fills my nose.
You get me feverish.
You make me feel warm inside.
It feel like there are feathers in me, moving.

I want to hug you,
and kiss you,
My Goddess.
I'll stay like that with you,
forever and ever.

(An old poem I made)

Don't tell me you love me.
Stop hurting my soul.
Your lips do not taste like honey, but like venom.
And your touches stings like rays.
I thought you were an Angel, but maybe you're a Devil.
Maybe.

I thought you were my love, but maybe you're not.
You tricked me into your lies.
The clean, clear water was actually a Venomous Blood.
Dripping in my soul, and in my heart.
Do us part.

An old poem I made a year ago.

You, yes you, are the Goddess of my heart, my soul.
I see you, and my heart beats faster.
Faster and faster.
It feels as if I have feathers in me,
moving and tickling my insides.
When I see you, I feel feverish.

I want to protect you!
The same way the hen gathers her chicks
under her feathers when it's raining.
The same way a mother protects her new born.
I want to hold you and protect you from the world.
Protect you from all the dark and evil.
I want to from Ha'des; Death itself.
If Ha'des wants you,
let Him take me instead.

Aww that's sooo cute.

Someone who's confident when himself/herself.

*Sighs*

Two years ago, I was dating a gentleman (or so I thought)
who was older than me by four years.
After dating him for three months...
hitting and hurting me was common.
I was scared.
After half a year,
I finally was able to break up with him.
I'm still scared though.
I can't stand the sound of people fighting.
I'm scared of being by myself.

I hate being in the dark.
I hate loud noise.
I hate when a guy even touches my shoulder.
It's not that I hate it...
I just don't feel comfortable, ya know?

Hi peoples.

Man, sometimes I don't understand.

*Thinks* I think calling us women "ladies" is a sign of ... respect? I don't know. It shows that you can be a Gentalmen, ya know?

I do. ^_^;

Awww.... *Cries* Poor dog...

With ice.

Iced Tea.

*Giggles* Niiice. =)

Yeah.

I shall do that.

Anyways, thanks people.

I don't why, I can never take a pic. of myself smiling, and look good.