"A litte darker, a little deeper"
Monday arrives all too soon. Saturday was spent on the motorcycle exploring back roads in the gorge. We checked in on his cabin while out there, enjoying a fast and desperate fuck after having been pressed together on his bike...
I left, I walked away. I found me, not all of me. I was still missing. You were missing. I needed you. I wanted you. Time with you was scary. Time without you was lonely. There were three months. I...
"The truth comes out..."
I'm sitting in the chair beside Damien's bed, waiting for him to wake up. I feel his hand move ever so slightly in mine so I open my eyes. His eyes are closed but he's scowling and trying to move...
"Phoebe learns more about her new family before a big surprise changes everything."
I woke up in a strange room on a bed I didn’t recognize. I started to panic when I heard, “Relax my love.” I looked up to see the gentle green eyes of my loving husband. “Zylen?” He stroked my...
There's a place where we move past infatuation, where blazes cool and become embers that are still lively but must be acknowledged and touched to recall the fiery origins of. And all you ever have to do is brush your...
"Sort of a continuation of my last one"
I want to live in the space where you draw your oxygen in and reach for me;that uncertain fraction of a second where your lungsache and the quickening race that is your heart floodseach vein beneath your skin like The grazing...
"A chance meeting in a lingerie store changes two lives for the better"
My name is Justine C. I will never forget that Thursday. Independence Day. Fourth of July, 2013. My boyfriend and I snuggled, sharing a blanket, watching the fireworks show. Then back to my place, pop a champagne cork, sip from...
"Sometimes fortune comes our way when we need it most."
Coincidence is a marvel, it blows my mind at times. I've thought about and wondered at "Synchronicity" in our lives, Deja Vu fascinated me too. How something can happen then fall into the whirlpool that we know as life and...
"Tunes and songs, poems and connections, that hold us together"
No depression, That country sound, A true freedom, All mine, all mine. A gypsy smoke filled light in a dark world, A voice in the wilderness, A lone guitar, A lone guitar song, All can sing, And make you cry,...
"My favorite time of the year"
I want to be the last note lingering as the song fades out and becomes a final chord to follow you into your dreams and paint the walls you curiously touch, trace your fingertips along before stepping out of the...
