Sentiments Stories

Today is a very special day A day for a celebration We'll celebrate in many ways Please accept a bouquet of carnations If I knew Henry Cavil, he’d be your date You’d spend a night together It would be a night that is great A special night like no other I would love to take you to see Muse That band you’re crazy about We’d drink and have some booze These things are well thought out Perhaps we’d go to brunch We could go to...

When the breeze ruffles my hair , and my tears are mistaken for the rain; My eyes, empty sockets filled with despair. A love poem for the dead upon a gravestone. A petrified inscription which did not reach, Emerald eyes, which kidnapped my peace, For the pale moonlight and the dead see. The proximity of your perfume steals my breath Demons shine and grow, ectoplasm of a ghost and kisses torture, tease and play with me; mi...