Sweet dreams…
Closing her eyes was not a slip into a restfull night… It was a shortcut to his long wanted, welcoming embrace. Morpheus’ arms? she giggled to herself, ‘So much for me’… ‘I need no God to look over my sleep! Just him….’
Category: Prose
Like Summer….
Lay your warmth on my yearning body, make me sweat, effortlessly. Make me wish you’ll stay forever… And if you have to go, make sure you’ll always come back. Make me forget the upcoming Winter…
Blossom…
via Daily Prompt: Blossom You protected her… Cared and worried about her… You fed her every needs, relentlessly… And though you might have given up on her when it finally happens… She will, blossom!
When We Began…
When we began to consider each others feelings we progressed farther avoiding obstacles discarding innuendo dropping the veils of mistrust and ignorance, shortening the distance between us thus allowing us to see each other for who we really are and who we want each other to see and to know, Knowing what you feel…… Continue reading When We Began…
Would you…
Would you lend me your lap, just long enough, to lean against your chest and plant a few wisely chosen whisper down your ear…? Tomorrow, you can blame the liquor. But you know you don’t have to… My dear.
Daring Me…
Daring me she was to walk along the top of her roof my safety line stretched to the limit falling into her waiting arms being most likely, the challenge of wanting to make the grade showing her I could do that me, myself not needing anyone alone, but braving the harshness, the trials my…… Continue reading Daring Me…
Micro poésie du vendredi…
Le malheur, comme le froid, ça n’existe pas. * C’est une abscence un vide, un creux, un abyss viscéral. * Etre malheureux, c’est remplir une passoire de sable. * Et se demander où sont passés nos grains de joie……… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
Try…
Try… To find where your lips fit the best, where they tickle me the most. I’ll only give you a thousand tries…
Paragon
via Daily Prompt: Paragon Once insignificant, she had patiently turned every sorrow and every heartache into overlapping layers of astounding strength… Giving herself a flattering, pearly sheen, worthy of any Paragon. Now waiting for The One, to ultimately crack her shell open and garner her… At last.
Yours now…
via Daily Prompt: Puncture Every sweet intention every thoughtful word Your feather tips poked and softly punctured my slowly mending heart, and inked your name across it… * You fixed it, you keep it… * It is all yours now…
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