I'm a self proclaimed writer and obsessed with the written word.
+ more bio informationSeduce me, friend Right before we say goodbye Push me, force me to bend Whisper dark, sweet lullabies Press your body against mine Your lips they taste so sweet Daring now to cross a line Romancing this friendship to a quick defeat You take my hand and lead me in Part of me wanting to pull away As we embrace this bed of sin ...
Words are like water... Drink up... There are several expressions that revolve around "the gateway to ones soul". Some claim that it's music, and some claim that it's the eyes. I say that it's a person's words. No, not the words that come out of a person's mouth; believe me, I've known many liars and exaggeraters. When I say...
Lately I have been doing a lot of thinking about a certain subject - - love. Yes, that four letter word that is said too much, but at the same time, not enough. A wise friend once told me that in order to truly be "in love," one would have to become unselfish. However, what with all the dysfunction in relationships today, ho...
Pull me in Take me under Indulge in this sin Leaving me to wonder. Play the game Practice every line Tell me you feel the same Share your life with mine. Fall asleep next to me Kiss me goodnight Knowing only what I see But blinded by the sight. Falling deeper still As you begin to pull away Hoping its your heart I fill And t...
Saturday: IMs Texts Calls Plans I got ready early You were 20 mins late "Long" drive Fast mouths Huh? What? "I am NOT going to repeat myself!" Long lines - race to the register (you won, of course...) Food dilemma Directional dilemma Finally found Theater crowd Changing seats 2nd food dilemma - "is it free?" 87 minutes of hu...
A work in progress... The empty velvet box sat open before her on the dresser, as Mary stood, twirling the diamond ring between her pointer and thumb fingers. The box had been empty for almost a year now; since the day she said "yes" for the second time. She drew in a deep breath and exhaled through a puckered face, as she l...
The air is thick I can't breathe My stomach is sick I feel weak in the knees I try to speak But your lips are so near Yours now the only breath I draw The taste erases ever fear The moment overwhelmes me And I loose all my sense Pull me under; deeper; longer With you, I regain my innocence Time can be so unfair When I want t...
Lately, I've been hearing an awful lot of talk about signs. No, not signs as in "STOP" or "YIELD" - signs as in the feeling that something is being pointed out to you by some other source. I don't really know if I give much credit to signs or their supposed meaning...or if I can even read them half of the time. I'll admit, t...
Erin Anne
Member since: April 2008
Articles Written: 8