Night flight, cold feet. Thank God they were distributing blankets… A couples of rows before hers, the stewart sneezed loudly. Then excused himelf. She shuddered. Making his way to her seat, “Blanket?” “Thanks, but no thanks!” This is my first attempt at Monday’s One-minute Fiction prompt, hosted by Lovely Curses. This week’s theme is “Thanks, but…… Continue reading Thanks, but no thanks – #1MinFiction
It was an almost nameless little town, in an almost unknown country-side area. With little houses planted, like trees, far enough away from each other, that two neighbours could have lived their whole life without knowing they even existed, if one had no curiousity. She lived in the home her father had built from his…… Continue reading The peddler…
I proposed a relationship to her One that met our carnal needs one that imagined our naked bodies rubbing together One that told us that we only needed each other, none other that we could experience the whole, no strings attached all stops pulled out the whole banana One that possessed us one…… Continue reading On the Odd Chance – Notthedane56
For all these times when I just struggle to keep my sorry soul away from harm, away from trouble… For all the days, all the seemingly endless nights I battle, I bicker, knowing I obviously can’t win all fights… For all the worried moments I force upon you aware that although you’d…… Continue reading This little light…
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The uncertainty of knowing just when and how, wondering if she felt the same as I Studying a photograph of her trying to look into her eyes without hers looking into mine Being together when two hearts beat as one still not knowing exactly why The uncertainty found when tracing the outlines of our…… Continue reading The Uncertainty – Notthedane56
Oui, j’aime la nuit… La maison de nos vérités, l’auberge des soupirs, léchés à même tes lèvres. Et j’ai peur de voir l’aube poindre sur l’horizon balayant avec les ombres tes délicieuses énigmes… Viens te cacher dans le noir, avec moi, pour toujours, et je promets de te couper le souffle, encore, encore, et…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
I am not disdainful. It is a feeling I very rarely feel. I think three of the only things that make me gag, are Blood vessels and everything that has to do with the vascular system (I’m ok with blood, as long as it is not my own!) Aquamation. One word: Yuck!! I will…… Continue reading P like pube… A to Z Challenge
Because you never dared to hit me, doesn’t mean you didn’t skilfully hurt me. Quite clever, I must admit… Not having a bruise to show off, to prove you were deliberately crushing my heart. Words adroitly picked, well aware of all my weaknesses. Words used to confuse, to disappoint. Words used to wave hope under…… Continue reading Never.
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Cyranny's Cove 