The best love story is a book half written. Pages filled with a chance encounter, a chassé-croisé of mutual seduction, promised kisses, longed for caresses, and a handful of doubts and worries to get writer’s block. Love song lyrics, new perfume smell on the pillow, tears, laughters, cries and sighs… It is a pen,…… Continue reading The best love story…
He knew she loved to watch the sunrise… He loved to watch her fixate the horizon, as if maybe, just maybe, the sun would fail to raise up this particular morning. As the first rays of light would catch in her long, curly blond hair, giving her an aura she didn’t need to look…… Continue reading Sunrise, smiles & kisses…
Tu m’as habilement tuée D’un coup de plume en pleine gorge. L’encre et le sang, scellant cruellement, ma destinée. via Daily Prompt: Quill
She looked down on the piece of paper. Three simple words, just like I love you, and just the same, they said it all. Adding anything would lessen the pure meaning of the thought. And never before had she been so close to the definition of “sorry”. Funny, she thought, how similar to “love” it was.…… Continue reading I am sorry.
Are requested, everywhere, and anywhere they might want to wander… Report on duty.
Your soft lips on the nap of my neck… Not happening, but worth dreaming about.
Toi et moi, c’est mieux que nous… Toi et moi, C’est Tout.
In response to Nikki’s Creative Prompt – Week 3: Perservere A long, lonely trip towards learning to fly… Perseverance… The more proactive cousin of “Patience”… The blurry journey between “Not giving up” and “Knowing when to let go”. Not an easy balance to master in one’s life… Everybody wants to fly like a butterfly, but…… Continue reading Persevere…
Fill my glass, honey forget liquor, forget wine… Serve me the perfect cocktail, a fifty-fifty mix, on the rocks, of sweet and sour extasy, and tongue burning passion. Oh, and hand me a straw….
Is it wrong to long, to yearn, to ache… Knowing it is hopeless. Still… is it wrong to wish? Is it so wrong to dream?
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