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Dianna
Over 90 days ago
United States

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My breath catches as it flows in and out in short pants. I can feel the tickle as the beads of sweat drip down my back, running along the curve of my spine. I have my fingers gripping the rough edges as tight as they can. Every fiber in my being wills thi...

Bright pain burns my orbs, Stabs through the gray. Salt trembles to spill. Do you not think of me? “Its not fair,” I long to screech at your back, Yet I am prostrate before, Begging your return, Trembling pink pout, and aching core.My friend gone, a husk...

Bright speck, cast against the backdrop of blue. Ascending, unconcerned of the drop that would drench all. Escaped from the cankers of life, Suspended, An updraft of support.Wax pain, Tears, Bereft of wings. Connection in wane, where we once as one stood....

Laying on my back, soft breathy girl's cries fading into the silence that had screamed your name earlier. The branches blown against the window,beat as my heart slows its rapid cadence. My fingers still fragrant from touching;while you rode the reverberan...

I heard the door close today. A soft sigh of air pushed aside. You, home with me after all this time.The water in my bath shimmered.Droplets cascaded over out thrust breasts as I shifted, Longing to feel your touch along my flank. Did the floor creak? A p...

Answering the Breeze

The wind begs us to play

A warm breeze buffets my hair and face. It first invites, then challenges a response. The breeze calls to my horse. It tugs at his mane and plays with his tail. He tosses his head and beseeches me to reply. His hooves tap impatiently at the earth. I sit s...