Cold Without You

Buried under multiple layers of covers
Adorned in my thickest snuggly socks
Yet the cold I feel remains untamed
It emanates from my feet, and creeps
To every inch of my body, and seemingly
Manages to penetrate my core.
I can almost feel my heart ice over.
Cold without you
Cold without your feet rubbing mine
Cold without the heart-melting love I feel when your gentle hands glide sensually over the contours of my bare frame
Cold without the passion that abounds when we embrace
Cold without you tonight

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Hey pumpkin.

You’re always close

to my heart, even if

you’re far away.

You’re like the sunrise,

I really prefer you to be

there when I wake up.

Every time you hold me,

I feel so warm and safe,

and super special. I melt

into a puddle of joy.

I just want to hug you forever.

Sweet dreams, my love!

                         – DRL

 

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HeArT oN tHe GrOuNd!

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Was walking home after a long day at school, along Franklin St near Eutaw St, when I saw this street art. I thought it was cute. Definitely brightened my day – so much joy in appreciating the little things in life. ***Sorry to disappoint if the title made you think this was a spooky Halloween post, hope you appreciate the play on words 🙂 ***

With Love, P