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Fiona Diaries

‘HEARTBEATS AND WILD THINGS’

  • The Perfect Trance

    The Perfect Trance

    “How can two different being dance in one perfect rhythm and become one single perfect being in existence!” [….click to read the full post]

  • You, my Love

    You, my Love

    “Our meeting was not just a fluke. We are destined to love each other in every life with absolute cataclysmic totality.” [….click to read the full post]

  • “Take Me” – Lovers Embrace #2

    “Take Me” – Lovers Embrace #2

    “Nothing but sheets and us.” ♡ XOXO ♡

  • Since Eternity

    Since Eternity

    I was afraid to look into your eyes. I was afraid to care for you. I was afraid to love you. And now I am afraid to lose you. Yes I was afraid, and still I am. And when you held my hand and kissed my nose, you whispered that it will be alright; my…

  • Stay with me

    Stay with me

    Loving me will not be an easy job, You will have to find the broken in me.

  • Fix me

    I worship the ground beneath his feet and the sky above his head. I get high on the air he breaths out and those lips on me.   My heart is broken and my soul ruined. Only his love can glue it all together, He is the only drug that can fix me.   He is my…

  • XOXO

    XOXO

    “He touched my body. He touched my soul and I knew….I knew that he was all I have been looking for.”

  • Never Stop!

    I have always wanted to hold him. Hold him and to feel his warmth, to smell him. To run my fingers down his back when he would kiss me   And when he finally did, his lips felt so familiar like I have been kissing those lips since forever. A shiver of anticipation ran down…

  • That Man

    Love, for me, was once a pious romantic emotion. Soft and serene. Poised and placid. Platonic. It was like a fragrance of a fresh garden flower. Soothing and sweet. Ever so innocent. Then I met that man. Everything changed the moment I fell in love with him. The serenity and poise long gone. Replaced with waves…

  • Renegade Desires

    Our desires are like Pandora’s box Its forbidden to touch, to open, to explore But the hunger and curiosity of the clandestine cravings swells And with it the thoughts of passion. We get so obssessed with the idea of the forbidden feelings That we forget the rational, the right and the wrong. Once we tease…