oh the sheer delight what is not bright brings me delight dee lite lover lover of the ocean, lover of the sea, lover of the sea within, this body of me, help me nurture me nature me natural naturalis my hair flowing in an ocean of sadness, yet i feel blissness tell me tell me how sixty seconds can be eternity, boredom stillness chaos war all wrapped into a flexing unity
It’s something yellow in the morning when you wake up and the apartment is glowing. The hardwood floors are soft and light under your feet. It’s something that you smile about with your eyes closed for a second, reliving some golden moment that you thought was gone forever but it seems as if it breathes again sometime, when you least expect it.
come on and delight me, i find my way around utter darkness fairly well, just go ahead and flick them out, one by one, blow by blow but dont you dare to try to trip me, my dear, i can follow your song blindly as long as you delight me.
She was well-considered a delight about her town. Ribbons, horses, and doing what she was told- that was her forte. She was disdainful towards the sort of hooligans that populated her age group- but not disdainful enough to be labled as a gossip. The adults were simply enchanted by her, while her fellow, if not more rebellious, classmates and aqauntices mocked her obedience, and envied the praise she recieved for it.
I hadn’t seen the three of them in over 15 years. It was a lovely time. I’m so glad the restaurant wasn’t a buffet. It was nice to just sit down and chat. Catching up is the wrong term.
“I’m so delighted you came, Emily!” Said her grandmother
“It’s my pleasure, its not every day your grandfather gets set on fire at the drugstore.”
“He will be missed”
They began to mosey on over to the snacks table, when suddenly, something caught Emily’s eye. A cat wearing pajamas was reading the eulogy.
it was such a delight having you here. in a delightful way i understood why you would leave so abruptly without saying your goodbyes. but in turn i was not very delighted to have you rudely evacuate the building in such haste without a proper “dap dap”
What a delight this summer weather. The warmth makes me want to feel alive and see people again. I see him and I fall in love. His eyes capture the very essence of my soul, beckoning to my heart like a siren’s song. I can get lost in those eyes for eternity.
There is delight in the uncomplicated, joy in the unencumbered. But the question is this: Is delight coming from an external source or not? If not, where is it coming from? I am delighted I wrote this rubbish in no time.
The savory truffle was like a liquid rainbow in my mouth as I bit into it. The presence of so many different flavors that somehow connected and weaved together astounded me, and I almost started crying. How could one little sweet taste so good?
i am delighted by a lot of things in life. but most of all the smaller things that give me immense pleasure. Like a sentence well written or a song that is heard just at the right time of the day. It really is quite easy to be delighted if you were me.
Sky rocket’s in flight, afternoon delight. Turkish delight, turkish delight, dee-lite, delightful. Dessert. Delight is too bright. What a delight. All I’m doing is regurgitating cliches that use the word delight.
I think about delight, it’s all about the summer evening of laying down in the hot sun and finally seeing the bartender coming over with a set of drinks on his platter. The taste of nice cooked steak, the barking of a dog whenever you come home from work, and kneel down to have him give you his kisses. The feeling of waking up in the morning filled with energy you didn’t know you have. It’s a great feeling, and doesn’t happen too often.
I roll about on the grass in delight. The sun is shining, I am alone, and it’s a good day. I lie back and watch the clouds scudding past the sun like giant fluffy sky-sheep.
My heart fills with delight at the sight of you eyes, the touch of your hand, the parting of your lips, and the pounding of your heart as you lay close to me in my bed of roses.
She delighted in her hair in the sunlight, but her boyfriend never liked her long, golden locks, so she cut them off and tucked them away in a box tied tightly with twine so that she, in the darkness when he was a sleep could sew them back into her hair
Delight is waking up to the sun gleaming through the gaps in your curtains and rushing out of bed. Delight is the look in your eyes when you achieve what you deserve. Delight is happiness. Happiness brings delight.
Hours and hours, days on end, waiting in the blackness. She couldn’t feel her own emotions, so she wasn’t happy, she couldn’t be.
But, the second that he showed up–safe, warm, and alive from his flight–that happiness returned. Like a pitcher of emotion pouring back into her body, she was safe. Warm. Alive.
Nothing will ever compare to the delight he brought me, the way he picked me up and we danced while I sang. The way he wouldn’t pressure me, and the way he drew me pictures. I loved the way he acted with his friends. There was nothing more to our relationship than pure delight
Funny how something as normally forgotten and underrated as finally reaching with his little finger and spitting that fucking popcorn seed out of his back teeth could bring him such delight.
Funny how something as normally forgotten and underrated as finnaly reaching with his little finger and spitting that fucking popcorn seed out of his back teeth could bring him such delight.
there is so much to delight in our world. Nature, beautiful rocks, trees, birds singing. And then there is the delight in gorgeous friends, gorgeous foods. It is the delight of the senses that makes us keep living life to the fulles
She never thought a new yogurt brand could change everything she believed. Since the first moment she tried it, something big changed. Her hair started changing, not for good or bad, just changing.
In 34 years of existence, she never knew a product made from a cow’s daily waste would bring her such….change.
I was delighted to meet you at the party last Saturday. Truly, I have never met another woman like you. Your intellect continued to astound me throughout our encounter and it goes without saying that your beauty is matchless. I wish only that I had received a way of contacting you, that our correspondence might flourish.
oh joy! I can’t believe you are here! Geoffrey, open the curtains, sweep out the guest room, bring in some flowers. we shall have a great feast tonight. So lovely to have you home!
the delight of being who/what you thought you could far surpasses the delight of much else. the delightful part of it all is that it proves what you knew to be true all along. that there is more. that you embody greatness. that you can tap in when necessary. that it is not the sky, but it is you, that is the limit. i delight in that.
delight is something you can only feel when you are at peace and totally happy. whether someone or something makes you delighted its a wonderful feeling. peaceful, excited, happy: delight.
Delight is my mom and dad smiling when I make them proud of me. Delight is when I know I’ve friends that support me. Delight is when I have family that loves me. Delight is but a fluttering moment that I can only wish to last forever.
ice cream
blue skies
rain shoes
Sour Marbles
grandmother
Papad
Rain drops
Water splashes
Plants
laughter
meadows
mountains
school
reading
pets
smell of fish frying
finding a rainbow
Diving
First bite of tamarind soaked in chillies & lime
What a delight to see him after all these years. Sure like most of us he aged but overall time had been kind. I wonder if he thought of me as often as I had him. Things could have and should have been different if only we were different people then.
delightful buttercup sitting in my tummy, angel delight is in my tummy too and i love tommy boo. summery smells and soft shells sit upon my shoulder and tickle my brows
The feeling one has when doing something they want to do. It’s the feeling of coming home from work, between the daily grind and the responsibilities of home. For me delight is movies or a new highly acclaimed video game with nothing else to occupy my time but that wonderful fun and joy that brings me delight.
Ill tell you what delight means to me will I? Delight is discovering new music, something that i can really relate to and “dig” on many levels. Even better if the music is coming from someone that I have the opportunity to play with!
The delight in her eyes jumped over the whole city, shining gold and silver as the sun set over the blazing Indian day. She had read, she had wondered, she had dreamed. But now she was here, passport stamped, sweat pouring. Her mouth still burned from her first meal in the city. India wasn’t like the books. It was far better—and she had only just begun.
I delight in what I believe to be is love. I delight in what I think it will be like to share the deepest and most of me with someone I love. I will find delight in my lover. Through sex. And lovin. And affection. The affection I never got..
oh the sheer delight what is not bright brings me delight dee lite lover lover of the ocean, lover of the sea, lover of the sea within, this body of me, help me nurture me nature me natural naturalis my hair flowing in an ocean of sadness, yet i feel blissness tell me tell me how sixty seconds can be eternity, boredom stillness chaos war all wrapped into a flexing unity
It’s something yellow in the morning when you wake up and the apartment is glowing. The hardwood floors are soft and light under your feet. It’s something that you smile about with your eyes closed for a second, reliving some golden moment that you thought was gone forever but it seems as if it breathes again sometime, when you least expect it.
A light that i have never seen
come on and delight me, i find my way around utter darkness fairly well, just go ahead and flick them out, one by one, blow by blow but dont you dare to try to trip me, my dear, i can follow your song blindly as long as you delight me.
She was well-considered a delight about her town. Ribbons, horses, and doing what she was told- that was her forte. She was disdainful towards the sort of hooligans that populated her age group- but not disdainful enough to be labled as a gossip. The adults were simply enchanted by her, while her fellow, if not more rebellious, classmates and aqauntices mocked her obedience, and envied the praise she recieved for it.
I hadn’t seen the three of them in over 15 years. It was a lovely time. I’m so glad the restaurant wasn’t a buffet. It was nice to just sit down and chat. Catching up is the wrong term.
“I’m so delighted you came, Emily!” Said her grandmother
“It’s my pleasure, its not every day your grandfather gets set on fire at the drugstore.”
“He will be missed”
They began to mosey on over to the snacks table, when suddenly, something caught Emily’s eye. A cat wearing pajamas was reading the eulogy.
stray raindrop graze my lips. delight.
it was such a delight having you here. in a delightful way i understood why you would leave so abruptly without saying your goodbyes. but in turn i was not very delighted to have you rudely evacuate the building in such haste without a proper “dap dap”
What a delight this summer weather. The warmth makes me want to feel alive and see people again. I see him and I fall in love. His eyes capture the very essence of my soul, beckoning to my heart like a siren’s song. I can get lost in those eyes for eternity.
There is delight in the uncomplicated, joy in the unencumbered. But the question is this: Is delight coming from an external source or not? If not, where is it coming from? I am delighted I wrote this rubbish in no time.
The savory truffle was like a liquid rainbow in my mouth as I bit into it. The presence of so many different flavors that somehow connected and weaved together astounded me, and I almost started crying. How could one little sweet taste so good?
i am delighted by a lot of things in life. but most of all the smaller things that give me immense pleasure. Like a sentence well written or a song that is heard just at the right time of the day. It really is quite easy to be delighted if you were me.
Sky rocket’s in flight, afternoon delight. Turkish delight, turkish delight, dee-lite, delightful. Dessert. Delight is too bright. What a delight. All I’m doing is regurgitating cliches that use the word delight.
I think about delight, it’s all about the summer evening of laying down in the hot sun and finally seeing the bartender coming over with a set of drinks on his platter. The taste of nice cooked steak, the barking of a dog whenever you come home from work, and kneel down to have him give you his kisses. The feeling of waking up in the morning filled with energy you didn’t know you have. It’s a great feeling, and doesn’t happen too often.
I roll about on the grass in delight. The sun is shining, I am alone, and it’s a good day. I lie back and watch the clouds scudding past the sun like giant fluffy sky-sheep.
My heart fills with delight at the sight of you eyes, the touch of your hand, the parting of your lips, and the pounding of your heart as you lay close to me in my bed of roses.
She delighted in her hair in the sunlight, but her boyfriend never liked her long, golden locks, so she cut them off and tucked them away in a box tied tightly with twine so that she, in the darkness when he was a sleep could sew them back into her hair
Happiness. Joy. Excitement.
Small things. A piece of chocolate. A new notebook. A hug. A breakthrough for a story.
Big things. True friendship. Expressed love.
Such is what gives me delight.
Delight is waking up to the sun gleaming through the gaps in your curtains and rushing out of bed. Delight is the look in your eyes when you achieve what you deserve. Delight is happiness. Happiness brings delight.
Hours and hours, days on end, waiting in the blackness. She couldn’t feel her own emotions, so she wasn’t happy, she couldn’t be.
But, the second that he showed up–safe, warm, and alive from his flight–that happiness returned. Like a pitcher of emotion pouring back into her body, she was safe. Warm. Alive.
Nothing will ever compare to the delight he brought me, the way he picked me up and we danced while I sang. The way he wouldn’t pressure me, and the way he drew me pictures. I loved the way he acted with his friends. There was nothing more to our relationship than pure delight
you are softness
and hard places
a child of rock, both earthly
and celestial
your blood governs the moon
that governs the tides
petals take their cues
from your lips
you laugh and cry
in equal measure
with skin that wrinkles and sags
then repairs itself
in a hundred years archeologists
will find your bones
and proclaim you a saint
woman, your body
is a delight to everyone
–except you.
(that’s against the rules.)
Funny how something as normally forgotten and underrated as finally reaching with his little finger and spitting that fucking popcorn seed out of his back teeth could bring him such delight.
Funny how something as normally forgotten and underrated as finnaly reaching with his little finger and spitting that fucking popcorn seed out of his back teeth could bring him such delight.
there is so much to delight in our world. Nature, beautiful rocks, trees, birds singing. And then there is the delight in gorgeous friends, gorgeous foods. It is the delight of the senses that makes us keep living life to the fulles
She never thought a new yogurt brand could change everything she believed. Since the first moment she tried it, something big changed. Her hair started changing, not for good or bad, just changing.
In 34 years of existence, she never knew a product made from a cow’s daily waste would bring her such….change.
I was delighted to meet you at the party last Saturday. Truly, I have never met another woman like you. Your intellect continued to astound me throughout our encounter and it goes without saying that your beauty is matchless. I wish only that I had received a way of contacting you, that our correspondence might flourish.
oh joy! I can’t believe you are here! Geoffrey, open the curtains, sweep out the guest room, bring in some flowers. we shall have a great feast tonight. So lovely to have you home!
the delight of being who/what you thought you could far surpasses the delight of much else. the delightful part of it all is that it proves what you knew to be true all along. that there is more. that you embody greatness. that you can tap in when necessary. that it is not the sky, but it is you, that is the limit. i delight in that.
delight is something you can only feel when you are at peace and totally happy. whether someone or something makes you delighted its a wonderful feeling. peaceful, excited, happy: delight.
the pure emotion which glows on the face of a child who reflects the candle light of their first birthday cake.
Delight is my mom and dad smiling when I make them proud of me. Delight is when I know I’ve friends that support me. Delight is when I have family that loves me. Delight is but a fluttering moment that I can only wish to last forever.
ice cream
blue skies
rain shoes
Sour Marbles
grandmother
Papad
Rain drops
Water splashes
Plants
laughter
meadows
mountains
school
reading
pets
smell of fish frying
finding a rainbow
Diving
First bite of tamarind soaked in chillies & lime
What a delight to see him after all these years. Sure like most of us he aged but overall time had been kind. I wonder if he thought of me as often as I had him. Things could have and should have been different if only we were different people then.
delightful buttercup sitting in my tummy, angel delight is in my tummy too and i love tommy boo. summery smells and soft shells sit upon my shoulder and tickle my brows
The feeling one has when doing something they want to do. It’s the feeling of coming home from work, between the daily grind and the responsibilities of home. For me delight is movies or a new highly acclaimed video game with nothing else to occupy my time but that wonderful fun and joy that brings me delight.
Ill tell you what delight means to me will I? Delight is discovering new music, something that i can really relate to and “dig” on many levels. Even better if the music is coming from someone that I have the opportunity to play with!
The delight in her eyes jumped over the whole city, shining gold and silver as the sun set over the blazing Indian day. She had read, she had wondered, she had dreamed. But now she was here, passport stamped, sweat pouring. Her mouth still burned from her first meal in the city. India wasn’t like the books. It was far better—and she had only just begun.
I delight in what I believe to be is love. I delight in what I think it will be like to share the deepest and most of me with someone I love. I will find delight in my lover. Through sex. And lovin. And affection. The affection I never got..