He is my heaven and my hell. Serving passion and poison with the same spoon, and I am a sucker for a taste.
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-KEARNEYHer touch is tender but her fierce heart is untamed. She doesn’t know how to love gently. She will drown you with her unyielding passion.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYYour smile keeps me longing for the taste of your lips pressed against my soul.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYIf only love spilled from lips and truth bled from hearts then hate would drown in a flood of understanding.
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-KEARNEYI am addicted to your madness drunk on your toxic love. Infect me with your poison, lets make storms rage above.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYLove is my religion and let it use me to be the light on the darkest of nights.
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-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-KEARNEYI want to be his peace and his raging fire. His muse and every desire.
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-KEARNEYMy wings of hope unfurl soaring through the broken battlefields of life. On a journey to plant myself and bloom in iridescent rays of reverie.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYAlthough you stood before me in all your tangible glory, your love evaporated like an illusion melting in my hands.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYIf the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYYour smile is watching a flower bloom in love. Shy at first, then your brightness unfolds and you magically decorate the world with your flashy hues.
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