When the wolf started howling, I knew I was in trouble. You had been standing there for a while, wrapped in an uneasy cloak of silence. Still, not smiling nor frowning. It wasn’t the animal’s wails that worried me, but the darkness of your gaze. Your eyes, pitch black, making it impossible to discern…… Continue reading Your loss…
Death is not the end, It is just Nature’s hyphen ‘till Love blooms again.
Tell me, Love… Is there sweeter a caress, than the feeling of your name softly whispered on skin bare? Warm lips knitting promises, of goosebumps and shivers… Trembling fingertips eager to sign an unwritten oath of pleasure. Written for today’s Word of the Day Challenge prompt: Oath
Oh deer burning heart, Keep galloping through this life Chasing stealthy dreams!
Burn, little flame burn! Your fire creating warmth, Yet killing out time.
If you don’t want to get old, keep your inner child well alive. If you want to get wiser, don’t get old!
Early morning glow, Her fingers patiently knit Iced lingering dreams.