"A diary entry from Taryn Bailey..."
March 13th, Dear Diary, Well, today was shit. Nothing new there. My work day was overloaded - like usual, I dropped my coffee and stained my shirt, ripped a stocking and the guy I've been trying to be semi-serious with is only interested...
"Sometimes you have to ask the tough questions"
My heart has been wounded,no solace in sight.No arms offer comfort.Nor ears hear my plight.No eyes see my discomfort.No heart touched by my pain.Profoundly alone.Steadily going insane.Lips mouthing voices.Ears hearing whispers and screams.Or is that the sound,of shattered dreams?Lungs struggle...
"Another entry..."
January 17th, Dear Diary,I've had to let Darcy go.As much as I hate it, I wasn't getting any better with her. I could tell she resented me for the pain I caused. I deserved all of it, of course. But...
Little light across the way,I wonder what you have to say.Like a beacon in the night,it guides my eyes towards the light.And if I peer to yonder glow,what new things am I to know?I search across the darkened fieldand wait...
"I wait patiently for you to come home from work."
It’s been another long week, and I’m looking forward to you being home with me so much tonight. Our schedules are usually opposites, and we don’t get to see each other as much as we would like to. Tonight, though....
"For her"
The touch ofWhispers in your earGently spokenRaising hairs The caress ofFingers against your cheekSilently caressingStirring passion The pressure ofTongue against your lipsInsistent cravingsKindling hunger And yet, Waiting for theReturn to ardent armsSo willing to embraceIntimately close Hungering for theScent of their essenceEnveloping within hiddenConfined space Begging...
"The fires of lust never really leave us."
Sitting alone in the booth, Mickey was having lunch and reading the newspaper. Mickey was a quiet man, well read and confident in himself. He owned a small but profitable company. You could say that Mickey met life on his...
Stolen kisses beneath the OakA flash of a breast in the moonlightTentative touches under the cover of darknessMuted pleasures as we veil ourselves in the forestAphrodite-like perfection masquerading as ArtemisSummer longing turns to Autumn lustWinter’s icy kiss becomes the whispered...
"A silly, little poem by a silly, silly girl"
I wish I'd never met you,I wish you weren't still here. I wish I didn't have these thoughts,I wish you'd disappear.I try to toughen up,And pretend like I don't care.But the truth is, I still think of you,In my mind, you're...
