Previously posted August 28th of 2017. Via today’s Dailyprompt: Magnetic I never went looking for her, but I guess I unconciously hoped all my life, that our roads would cross at some point. I certainly dreamed about her, although I never could have drawn her face before the day we finally met. She is…… Continue reading The little green house…
She twisted and turned in bed… The sheets were cold, and she couldn’t find sleep. Her cell phone was tempting, eyeing her from the bedside table. -I need you tonight… She considered pressing “send” but waited a minute. The text message would probably not have the expected effect. -I miss you…. She reconsidered. It…… Continue reading I need you tonight…
I previously wrote this in French. But most of the people in here don’t read French, and Google Translate only can do so much (though I appreciate The Internets’ effort). So, with Colin’s help, I translated it to my best… Here it is, for you to enjoy! The winds had been blowing for several days already,…… Continue reading S like Scarlett… (English version)
Midnight musings… Barefooted, loose haired, open hearted and well wishing. Free. So vulnerable, yet so brave… wandering under the stars, chasing dreams with a fishnet. Free. Chanting your name to the full moon, being one with the night. All alone just the same… Free. Looking for the key, for the answer, for the journey that…… Continue reading Musings…
Sweet memories, stomach butterfly flurries… Almost painful longing for a look, a simple smile, the promise of a kiss… And if you once wore my name on your lips… Would you whisper it like a well kept secret? Or, shout it out, loud and proud, like you would claim a Sonnet…? Would your hands…… Continue reading Sweet memories…
Waking to the sound of the winds, raging outside her bed room’s window, she sat straight in her bed and stretched a bit to reach her sketchbook on the bedside table… She loved to catch a fleeing dream, one that had failed to vanish from her mind before her eyes opened in the morning. One…… Continue reading Just a dream…
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In the era of bright flashy neon sex, I tried to lure you with the simple promise of a romantic candle flame. That’s just how cocky and bold I can be…
The line had become so fine… Like a framed door, standing in the middle of nowhere. No walls to give it some sort of reason for being there. Just a tall wooden door with a shiny golden lock. Portal between what they called reality, and her own realm. It seemed to her that she was…… Continue reading The door…
You can try to forget me… You can try, to make up your mind, that I am not worth a try… But you know, don’t you? You know we’re made for each other….
Cyranny's Cove 