Your smile keeps me longing for the taste of your lips pressed against my soul.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYYour smile keeps me longing for the taste of your lips pressed against my soul.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYTainted with lies, toxic fire dancing in your eyes. Kisses like poison arrows aiming for the heart killing me softly. Toxic love is an art.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYOur love is poetry oozing from our hearts spilling onto bedsheets and tearing us apart. Our love was always meant to be a journey through the cosmos for eternity.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYShe’s love without boundaries. She’s home without walls. She’s the warmth of the sun that catches you when you fall. She is mother, she’s irreplaceable.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYHe is my heaven and my hell. Serving passion and poison with the same spoon, and I am a sucker for a taste.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYThis heart of mine wears battle scars, only a beast could understand. A hunter must be patient in this war zone of land.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYIf a home is where the heart is, I guess my home left with you. Please remember to water the flowers.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYI need a wolf, a beast with a ravenous appetite. Devour me like desperate goods. Ravage me my warrior lover, mark your territory. I’m not a typical lover, I’m a woman with a taste for blood.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYYou thought you could take advantage of my heart. But I’ve mastered revenge and made it an art.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYThe agony comes in waves. Pulling me down into its treacherous depths disguised as love. You are inviting and warm, but unpredictable and dangerous.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYSometimes the angry sky rages before the bellowing tears spill.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYSome say your body is a temple. But I’m feeling trapped within this flesh. My mind is a haunted fortress and I’m a prisoner in duress.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYMold me into poetry. Make me flow beautifully and deep. Write me into rhythmic verses with silent words that make me weep. Paint me with emotions like a bleeding sunset on a shore.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYLove is my religion and let it use me to be the light on the darkest of nights.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYHope is a gift I hold in my heart. It spills into words and gets written into art.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYYou’re the secret whisper of the mountain. The fresh water stream that babbles down the majestic moonlit reverie. You’re the silent hush of screaming stars that ache my heart with the taste of magic.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEY