• Passion
    • Stealthsmommy
    • is Never on this anymore.. but thanks for the love =]


    I guess it just a thing.
    This thing I got for you..
    I love the way you smell every time we hug, kiss, make love.
    I smell you, now I’m addicted.
    Maybe because you smell like cigarettes and soap, mixed with some kind of something.
    I’m going to call that smell YUM.
    I cant resist wearing you shirt, it look way better on me anyways.
    You also look better without it!
    You push me up against your truck, I take a deep breath in and close my eyes.
    All is impossible for me to imagine, could you believe actually living, experiencing it!?
    Holy cow the emotion, "Just fucking Kiss me" I scream, as you stand in front of me and smile.
    I can tell everything by just one kiss, so make it powerful
    -make it strong...
    but kiss me softly as if in fragile like and angel, your angel.
    Because at this moment, everything can shatter in an instant.
    I am strong, independent, carefree, but just Brad Pitt in "Troy"
    I have soft, breakable spots.
    So don’t make me break, cause that’s what I am afraid of.
    Picking up the broken pieces on me..

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    stephenmichael commented on Softness


    "Just Fucking Kiss Me" My favorite line...Forward and To the passion!

    dangedmanjr commented on Softness


    i LOVE your passion.

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Stealthsmommy’s Poems (10)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Alone 4
    Growth 2
    Softness 2
    Deadly Moments 1
    Screaming Silence 3
    Lost Trust 2
    Simplicity 0
    Recipe for Disaster 4
    Lust 3