Blogging · Cibelle & Vohne · fantasy · stories

Precious dawn…

  Vohne hadn’t slept a single minute, but he couldn’t care less. Just being close to her again sufficed to find him absolutely content, in the early morning’s light. Sure he had spend the night trying to process the eve’s revelations, but he didn’t feel tired at all. Cibelle lay just next to him, where…… Continue reading Precious dawn…

Blogging · challenge · Fiction · Word of the day

Reunion…

  Do you still miss him? Quite an innocent question, but Jordan knew it was taboo to talk about him. She also knew she had, as my very best friend, the exclusive right to cross that line. The sun shone bright, and the spring wind was blowing softly on our faces. I took a minute to listen…… Continue reading Reunion…

Blogging · poetry · Thoughts

You!

  Too much noise, Too many neon lights Flashing… Too many ‘shoulds’ Way too many promises Broken… And they say, ‘Shine!’ They say, ‘Sing out loud!’ They say… But your lips are Sewn shut, keeping All your screams inside… Your duct taped Heart pieces thunder And will never abide… You are the master of your…… Continue reading You!

Blogging · Fiction · poetry · Second chance

The player…

Previously posted on July 22nd of 2018.   Let me hum your name like a lovely mantra. With you love is a game and you play like a gangsta’. You play me like a violin, you play me like a cello. I vibrate to the touch of your skilled fingers, and though you always leave…… Continue reading The player…

Blogging · Fiction · poetry

What doesn’t kill you…

  Ink your running lightnings of dark bruises all over my back! Hurt me so good… Your thunderous growl shakes my bones, makes me bow… Drown me baby, my lungs long to be filled with your burning fury. Breathing… a feeble caprice, if you ask me. They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger……… Continue reading What doesn’t kill you…

Blogging · Fiction · stories

Lucky…(Wilfred, the retired gentleman)

  Linda had always earned her name… She was, indeed, beautiful. Always had been, even in her bad days. She was beautiful all the way, inside and out. He knew it, and even if the years had worked against them, Wilfred had never given up. And boy, was he glad he hadn’t. They weren’t meant…… Continue reading Lucky…(Wilfred, the retired gentleman)