Is romance still a thing with men? Is romance dead?
Slow- Dancing on the porch, driving out to the see the stars, love letters, does anyone men or women alike still care about romance?
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Montanaman 路 M
@Lilymoon 馃様I feel you 馃馃グ
Me, a few months ago...
"Set Me Free"
I'm starving myself from romance. Between all that's going on in my world, I can't grasp even the thought of it. I find myself bound by the endless times and troubles of today, consuming me and chasing away my tomorrows. Work schedules. Family goings on. Drama from every nook and cranny seems to seep in between the cracks of my fingers.
I chase away the thoughts of long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.
I'm dying here, and I need to be rescued.
Take away my whiskey and cigarettes. Replace them with deep soulful conversations. Let me gaze into your soft brown eyes and contemplate orgasmic beginnings with no end. Sunsets turn into sunrises with no sleep in-between, only the pleasure of your company, your laughter, your tears from your deepest secrets and I chase away our demons with intense love and passionate touch.
I need this. I crave it more than any liquid or smokey drug. Become my catalysts and guide me to new beginnings. I shall remove the chains and ropes that bind me, and break down the walls I've built up as of late.
Set free the love that I've kept hidden underneath the cloak of safety. I'm done with the status quo and the comfort of nothingness. Set me free.
-Kelly. 鉁嶏笍馃馃グ馃槑
Me, a few months ago...
"Set Me Free"
I'm starving myself from romance. Between all that's going on in my world, I can't grasp even the thought of it. I find myself bound by the endless times and troubles of today, consuming me and chasing away my tomorrows. Work schedules. Family goings on. Drama from every nook and cranny seems to seep in between the cracks of my fingers.
I chase away the thoughts of long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.
I'm dying here, and I need to be rescued.
Take away my whiskey and cigarettes. Replace them with deep soulful conversations. Let me gaze into your soft brown eyes and contemplate orgasmic beginnings with no end. Sunsets turn into sunrises with no sleep in-between, only the pleasure of your company, your laughter, your tears from your deepest secrets and I chase away our demons with intense love and passionate touch.
I need this. I crave it more than any liquid or smokey drug. Become my catalysts and guide me to new beginnings. I shall remove the chains and ropes that bind me, and break down the walls I've built up as of late.
Set free the love that I've kept hidden underneath the cloak of safety. I'm done with the status quo and the comfort of nothingness. Set me free.
-Kelly. 鉁嶏笍馃馃グ馃槑
