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About me - Giselle Rivera

For success is measured by effort and value, never by wealth.

Hometown: Brooklyn, New york
Age: 24 - Pisces
Sex: Female
Goals: To be a Corporate Attorney in New York

Contact me: Riveragis@gmail.com

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: First kiss: 4 of 63

To quiver is key for he quivers with me, an inch apart and yet, a mile away. Leaning in, and breathing heavy, feeling weak, and embracing luck, that moment stops all of time for a second of true passion immerses through the touch of a lip... massage of a tongue... grip of a hand To anticipate is desire for it leaves the thou...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: New York City: 10 of 96

The roads have been travled, discussed, and admired. The structures have been duplicated, honored and preserved. The demeanor has been scrutinized, questioned and copied. For the soul of the city can not be denied. from the streets to the highest peak, the soul of the city settles deep.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: From me to him: 7 of 19

Wrapped in sweat, tears and pain... this is from me to you. Embedded with lust and fear, I embroidered the trims, and tied the knots. Initialed and entrusted I sent it... overseas and through the mists, into the right hands. "Fragile." "Open with care." it says... but, it shatters upon your touch This is from me to you for i...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Longing: 200 of 397

As I sit here, as I have have for many years, I ponder the question of "What could have been?" As I reminice upon the dwellings of my sweet memories, I envision your touch, and all that it embodies. A touch that left an imprint of love within my soul and has amended my mind in undescribable ways. As I sit here, as I have for...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: You own my heart: 9 of 16

Sealed with your print and embedded with your name, it remains into folds, of stories untold. Of moments unshared, and glances that dared, of touches that quiver, for the spine shivers. A purchase of infinite values and more, a purchase you have made, a piece of my core A hand it to you for its long overdue
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I'll never: 5 of 7

Hold it in and never release. For the touch of comfort is far from reach. Vulnerability is weak... breaking down the very ideal. SHH.... Don't speak, just ... Hold it in and never release.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Did it hurt?: 8 of 11

I've fallen from Safety and Stability, into the open depths of Vulnerability; a realm in which comfort does not exist, and yet, with you... it is a realm I want to embody.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A child's love: 14 of 19

Vibrant and enchanting, the love from her is addicting. Lost without it, and overwhelmed with it, she remains the reason behind every single breathe. She remains the reasons for all things pure, for she is a creation of mine and the only face of truth. Vibrant and enchanting, the love from Brooklyn Michelle is addicting.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Mixed emotions: 66 of 89

I sit here, unexpressed and yet utterly involved. Divided by many but only affected by two. Stability and compromise share a space, as Strength and Passion tear their place. It is an injustice how I sit in between... glancing oh, so slowly at two lives of different things. But at a second glance, I stare... to see that in fa...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fate: 112 of 138

I am half your soul, for fate told me so Our hearts diverged, curved... climbed... and stammered over the hills of difference and through the trees of experience and ultimately sank in the waters Of pain. but, as the whispers of the winds told the story of self-will.. it failed to speak of Fate the myth of how Our hearts onc...