wish I still had my green days’ beauty to butter on your morning toasts. But no luck honey, my early glory is long gone and done, haunting me like a ghost! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Today’s Word of the Day is Sussurous. If you want to participate create a pingback to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here. . via Sussurous — Word of the Day Challenge
Enticing shadow, Blurry lines haunting my dreams… Dear morning sorrow. Via today’s Word of the Day Challenge: Enticing
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Today’s word of the day is Enticing Please create a pingback to your post by including a link to this page in what ever you are posting. If you want to participate create a pingback to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here. https://en.support.wordpress.com/comments/pingbacks/ via ENTICING — Word… Continue reading Enticing – Word of the Day Challenge
I knew, all along, I knew… Even when your Laughter licked my Back, as I walked Through the village. Even when you Mocked me, and Threw your vile Giggles in my sillage. Tell me, who’s laughing Now?? You can all stay In your miserable dirt And drag yourself, do your stupid work! I was never…… Continue reading I knew…
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As the days went by, she realized that if she was not to leave her apartment anymore, she needed to uncluther the place to have as much space as she could. She couldn’t push the walls, so getting rid of stuff was the only way to breathe easier. Sorting shoes, she wondered why…… Continue reading The hermit – part 3
Today’s Word of the Day is Potential If you want to participate create a pingback to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here. via Potential — Word of the Day Challenge
Man, you’re so hot! Making me sweat bullets not lifting a finger, just lying here, my bare skin as an offering to your warm touch. Licking my neck, not giving me a sec, not a split second of respite… I wish I could hide how wet I am, because of you. If I dared to…… Continue reading Hawt!
