One beautiful heart is better than thousand beautiful faces.

It is not the critic who carves her name, But the warrior scarred in the fire of flame Her face is stained with blood and dust, Yet she stands unbroken, fierce in trust She battles with fury, with wounds unhealed, Her spirit a sword no fear can shield For even in failure, her

If you both want it, it will work.

Apologies to my heart For not taking care of it Apologies to my heart For always putting others first but never it Apologies to my heart For not noticing, how much I have hurt it Apologies to my heart For always ignoring the pain of it My sincere apology to my❤️‍🩹…

Baby, I'm here for the hard nights just as much as I'm here for the laughter and music in the afternoons. I want it all.

This era is called: Keeping a good heart but more selective about who gets access to it.

My thoughts stay stuck on you… not pieces, not moments, not glimpses. I want every part of you. The way you moan, the way you break, the way I think you would melt when I take you too far. I don’t want to taste you once.. I want to consume you until there’s nothing left

I need time and solitude. In my head there is a whole army of people asking to be let out and waiting for the word of command. ✍️Anton Chekhov 📷𝓛𝓲𝓵𝓵𝔂

I needed her touch just to know if she was real

I am not alone, the storm knows my name, and it circles, pressing its mouth to the hollows behind my eyes ~ not yet, but soon

be a Nintendo, not an Atari.

Blocking you isn't enough... I want you to shit your pants.

You don't protect her because she's incapable, of course she could. You protect her because she's important, because she matters, because she's the most precious thing in the world to you

I have a weakness for your hand on my neck and your words in my heart. Lighting little fires all across my skin. Being so deep inside of me, you pushed out all of my thoughts. Your desperate need..exploding into little stars in my eyes.

I hope tonight We share the Same dreams

Caramel hair tangled Lashes flutter Moans drip from lips Sweet salted kisses From their juice cocktail Growls grind flesh Sucking Biting Marking Claiming #SummerPromptFestival Day 18 #SaltedKisses

A delightful stirring from words alone.

Held in sorrow’s arms, kissed by shadows, loved by midnight itself. 🩸🥀