Today
Yesterday, I was inspired to write this. Yesterday, I had something beautiful to say. Yesterday, I waxed poetic. I was a prophetic genius. Today, I am trying to be who I was yesterday. I am holding on to some vague idea that I had for a minute or two, and I am trying to express it in a phrase that I can understand again. So now I’m sitting here willing words to flow from my fingers, as prose needs just a chain of thought—free flowing, masses of ideas pouring over the grounds, but instead, I have nothing ...
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Rose Petals and Mint
Delicate pecks. Smile. Giggle. Silence, take a breath. She brushes colors across his lips. Wet and warm. Tastes like mint. Fiddle fingers across ink and paper. Thoughts are washed aside. Breaths mingled, hands encircling, fingers running down the spine. Pause he said. Shudders and quivers and chills and thrills. Look each other in the eyes. Ablaze, like summer nights. Silence, take a breath. Spread apart the folds of the muffler. Ready? Painting and stroking to the core. The tic. The toc. The very moment. Visions turn grey, that momentary flame. The jolt, the surge. It's captivity and vulnerability. He runs ...
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Pages
When I was a kid I asked, “How are babies made?” My mom responded, “Go back to your room.” I asked why but all I got Was a make-face. When I was in grade school I asked, “Is there something wrong with me?” My big brother-cousin responded, “Yeah. Put powder on your face.” I asked why. He laughed and said, “You’re a girl that’s why.” When I was in high school I asked, “Why do girls have boyfriends?” My friends responded, “Because of love.” I asked why. Uncomfortably they said, “No why’s. That’s love.” When I was in college I ...
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Never More Than Once
In the most peculiar occurrence I found you, Ask thrice, have a cup of coffee with me? Smiled like two halves of a book crashing open. Ask me twice have a drink with me? Ask four times if the risk is worth the reward Ask five times how you see it all panning out Ask for a kiss when you deserve it least Just this once, or maybe two more times than that. Ask three times less for an apology. Wait for your broken heart to heal from all the inconsistencies. In front of the mirror, Ask six times does ...
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Thoughts on Valentine’s Day
We were wandering through the mall just last week, and I took notice of all the sad attempts to attract more business from a day that, in my opinion, is over-hyped: Valentine's Day. The problem with Valentine's Day is that it's created a notion that materialism is associated with love. Don't get me wrong. I'm not a single woman bent on hating on everyone else who is dating. I love my man in all the right ways, and I don't mind having a day set aside to dine out or do something romantic, but it being an "obligation" is what ...
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01.23
Tracing back in time when there was only silence and the two of us I put myself thither I realize what a sweet sound 't was Probably the sweetest silence one will ever hear in his life ...
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