Love
Innocence
'If there was any place which you could forget. The broken pulsations of your heart and discard the sorrow from your eyes, whilst you read. You'd shrink into that aimless embryo of a man,'
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The 7N Bus, Part 1 of 2
A bus rider witnesses a love affair between two other riders.
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The 7N Bus, Part 2 of 2
A bus rider witnesses a love affair between two other riders.
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Counting Silk
The room is spinning, as is my head. I rub my hands together, and they stick like glue. I look down. White lace, satin, silk; the perfect gown to match the perfect setting. A garden, 4pm.
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The Santa Suit
Rehashed for the season, that is in it.... ;-)
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Sweet and Low
His body – comforting as I climb in, between the sheets...
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Past Imperfect
(Edit 8/12/2010) "I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide." (Edna St Vincent Millay)
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What are friends for?
Her hair is soft, the curls spring back as my hand passes over them. The sensation of being so close to her lulls me into a serene contentment but a nervous excitement bubbles beneath.
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