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My fingers glide along the weathered marble fountain I can feel the drops of water kissing my skin My eyes peer up as the sun rises over the mountain I breathe in the warm wind; cleansing me from within I reach into my pocket and pull out a copper cent Reminiscent of when it shouted my name from the cement I take a moment to watch it glisten Now it’s the penny’s turn to listen “I wish to be a rose plucked from obscurity I...

May We Return

Remember our time before this time

May we returnto the place, we've never been? I knew you oncewhen we were young,you must have livedbefore. Yearning for a timewhen youth enveloped me in joy;were you there? It seems you must have beenthough impossible,to be sure.Not yet born. But living,alive,in my yearning for that time. Knowing the pleasures,the moods of sharingthe precious timestogether. Browsing,fingers touching each other,along with the books upon the...

Moon Challenge: Ticket to the Moon

“I always wanted to go there,” he continued. “Sadly, now it is possible, I am too old.”

It had been hot, stifling hot and, having been stuck in her sweltering, non-air-conditioned office all day Carrie-Ann was glad to be out in the fresh evening air. It was the middle of June and England was baking in a record-breaking heatwave. Even with all the windows opened wide and a fan on every desk, the air that was circulating was still too warm. For once, the management had seen sense and allowed the clerks to remo...

Villanelle to Shared Hiraeth

Hiraeth: homesickness for a place which maybe never was; yearning for lost places of your past

Nostalgia yearns for places never found,We search in hope, with joy, and trusting sighs;Hiraeth is ours, both souls are homeward bound. The hollow echoes with a birdlike sound, A song is heard, it crests and gently dies; Nostalgia yearns for places never found. We found a love that shared a common ground Where both of us had suffered burns from lies; Hiraeth is ours, both souls are homeward bound.A gentle touch said all m...

What You Don't Know

When all that we have is my love...

You may not know  for I won’t tell just how much you've cast your spell  Stolen moments borrowed time shared jokes happy lines  Thoughts of you makes my heart race awake and alone I imagine your face  With just your presence makes me feel anew for all I want is a moment with you  Each word you sketch a perfect reflection who can blame those that steal your affection  So this game we play you lead and I follow while with y...

When she backed out and closed the garage door she hoped it was this time. Maybe this time the magic would work.  She wanted it to happen.Drive far enough away and the pain would all go away. It could happen. She took the highway road full of the medication. That allowed her to drive and not feel the pain. Some went away. Not all. After five hours the hope drifted away. Drifted away as she drifted down the road.Into the r...

Unspoken Love

Only you can fill my glass

I am captivated by your gaze I confessI sense there's desire unexpressedYour silence is speaking to my heartGives assurance we shall never partOur souls are reaching out to expressThe bond we share can't be suppressedYour love takes away my doubts and fearsAnd it wipes away all my tearsOur thoughts cry out in quiet refrainA magical touch that can't be containedOur heavenly song written from aboveIs sung in silence, our du...

Can you miss something you have never had? Do the pigeons desire the thumbs, the hands, we swear by, that have gotten us so far? Do they feel its absence as strongly as they feel the sun on their back? Do the fish miss the lungs that allow the animals to roam Earth’s bountiful jewels ever more beautiful, whilst they perish in the filth of their vices? Do the good long to be bad, in the same way that black longs to be whit...

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over miso ramen

and lighter, yet

geopolitics with breakfastworld-travel on my bellyover miso ramensharp pickled gingerearthy fresh cilantrohot red peppersrare American beefcrisp green beansalmost pho, nowsome garam masalato bring in the subcontinentcontemplatinga political bumper-sticker:“Reunite Gondwanaland!”I could go them one better:“Return Pangaea!”our congruent continentsnestling like spoons- kmf (RedSonja, aka RunswithScissors)

Raven- .:I Need You:.

I don't deserve you... but I need you to love me - Barlow Girl, I Need You To Love Me

She steps towards him, arms crossed over herself, head down in shame, but eyes up, looking at him. "What's wrong, hun?" A few tears slip down her cheeks and she bites her lip, shaking. "I know I'm soiled... but... please don't leave me. I need you." His arms open up, and he holds her, shushing her. "What that creep did wasn't your fault. I love you, I won't leave you. I need you too." You make me feel whole. You make me f...

Presently I am evil…I am darkness I don’t possess a body, apparently I am just an entity, Do I even exist is the question. Everything is dark, even the darkness is eloped by some thick fog. It is impossible to see. If I had a body, if I had eyes, what would the world be like? All I can do is listen. It’s like I’m hidden away, suppressed from the world. I am not real and should never be, but I am. I do believe I am real. T...

"If I could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by?... 'Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see you... tonight." -from Dear John, A Thousand Miles. Wrap your arms around me, Hold me close, That's all I want As we lay together And my heart slows To match yours As we sleep next to each other. Body to body, Heart to heart, Soul to soul, That's all I want.

a fireball of tears

Like a Sufi's moth seeking the candle, only, to be burnt by worldly love

Don't be burning, oh heart;don't be yearningfor those who can't afford a love like you,mistake life for this and that routine,hold on to joys so dull and mundane.You are in misery,burnt from the core.They can't possibly cease,these fireball tears.And yet, one hopeful day,also this hurt will fade away.Don't be dismaying, oh heart:You will not always be ablaze.You took your other half as love,devoted to it your innermost.Ho...

Afternoon Prayer

Confinement, sunshine, and self-love

What am I anticipating? A knocking at my door. Chance for some prevaricating: I'm naked on the floor. Random bits of scintillating Chit-chat from above: Floating hyperventilatingMoans of making love. The stranger coming to my gate Will knock and pass on by; I will not move nor soon nor late Till I'm on wing to fly. My finger knows its ready dance; I dance and bop for one. I suffer now no lustful glance Except from yonder...