If someday my memory just dries away, read me your best story every night… Over and over and over again. Every evening, after every sunset, tell me those same words, and bring me with you down the same road. Tell me about the same stars, and the same sighs, and the same dreams… Don’t…… Continue reading Fading memory…
I wrote you a thousand times, he told her by the stone hearth. The flames reflected in her eyes, matching her red mane. The warm tones of the fire colored the whole room, covering the discreet blushing of her cheeks. I don’t have the eye of a painter, I don’t have the hand of…… Continue reading Autumn’s avowals…
You don’t have to talk… Of course, he didn’t. Replying would have requested being there in the first place. She was aware of that, but she could feel his presence all the same. His laughter still lingered in the air, and the searing feeling of his lips on her ivory skin was as real…… Continue reading The empty room…
It was still so early, that it seemed the sun was refusing to rise again. She had walked a long way to stand there, almost on his daily way to whatever he spent his days doing. Waiting for his silhouette to peak out, she wondered… She hadn’t announced herself this time. How would he…… Continue reading Waiting by the road…
February rain was pouring down, but he didn’t mind… Are you tongue ticklish? Where did she find those ideas? Tongue ticklish, did she mean anything naughty? Pulling the wooden coffee stick out of her cup, she handed it his way, inviting him to scratch on his taste buds… Surprisingly, the scrubbing gave him a…… Continue reading Sweet little nothings…
Where do you run to when the harvest moon hits you? Nowhere, said the moon, nowhere will you be safe from me tonight. And she knew it was the truth. The cold, naked truth. No matter how well she looked around, she knew there was no use in reaching out her aching arms… Your sorrow is…… Continue reading Harvest moon…
And at that very moment, I felt the power of the connection overtaking my very soul. Nothing else mattered, and I didn’t fear the shadow of death anymore… I was about to blow out, in a flash so bright I would erase all trace of the night. I was ready to burst with you.…… Continue reading Love kamikaze…
How in Heaven’s name could he be dead? Collapsed, and broken by her lover’s lifeless body, she held his head on her knees. Caressing his hair, covering every inch of his face with kisses, begging God to un-take his soul away from her, her burning tears rolled on his skin. She remembered how he…… Continue reading In a hundred words…
She had gathered all her witchy-wichcraft precious items and had gone for a long walk in the dark woods… Seeking the perfect emplacement to implore the moon. She set up the magic stones, burned some patchouly incense while dancing in the soft moon beams… Chanting incantations, in a strange language she had learned in her…… Continue reading I put a spell on you…
A walk under the August’s almost full moon… Mother Nature chose the color of your lips to paint the sky tonight! I giggled. My easy response to your blunt compliments… We kept walking on the sidewalk, side by side, as we were meant to be… You’re the best tongue twister I’ve known… I whispered,…… Continue reading Under the almost full moon…
Cyranny's Cove 