Hope is a gift I hold in my heart. It spills into words and gets written into art.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYHope is a gift I hold in my heart. It spills into words and gets written into art.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYI do not know how to love gently. Devour me completely leaving no insecurities behind. Let me taste every drop of your devotion. Lets run like the wolves and never let go.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYLove is my religion and let it use me to be the light on the darkest of nights.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYI want to be his peace and his raging fire. His muse and every desire.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYI’m suffocating on empty promises and twisted truths. I’m drowning in a bottomless pool of illusion.
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-KEARNEYI walk around like a faded ghost, a shell of a person waiting to be filled with your love which brings me to life like a cup of morning coffee.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYThe sound of silence has the ability to teach the loudest lessons.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYAlthough you stood before me in all your tangible glory, your love evaporated like an illusion melting in my hands.
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-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-KEARNEYShe is dandelion wishes and watermelon kisses. He is tumultuous fire and venomous desire.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYSometimes the angry sky rages before the bellowing tears spill.
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-KEARNEYI am addicted to your madness drunk on your toxic love. Infect me with your poison, lets make storms rage above.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEYStorms in his eyes, Fire in his heart, Lust in his touch, Tearing me apart.
LAURA NATOLI-KEARNEY