Mark Heathcote

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StoryEunectes Murinus Anna Marie316 years 4 weeks ago
StoryToothless Wander lenchenelf916 years 1 month ago
StoryHow royally Avant-garde am I? Mark Heathcote116 years 3 months ago
StoryNearly human (again) Nick.A316 years 5 months ago
StoryDo the British take their brollies? Mark Heathcote616 years 7 months ago
StoryVII Stanzas Mark Heathcote216 years 7 months ago
StoryA Lovely Day Jupiter1816 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Trouble with Grace Silver Spun Sand3016 years 9 months ago
StoryChaosity Kills jennifer217 years 2 months ago
StoryPenetrates jennifer117 years 6 months ago
StoryThe music of one’s love is deaf and dumb Mark Heathcote317 years 6 months ago
StoryA Cautionary Tale MistakenMagic217 years 9 months ago
StoryIn these cormorant hours spent swift Mark Heathcote217 years 10 months ago

My stories

California sunshine

Tireless words are calling Through the echo’s of my mind An oceans love keeps burning Till the sands of time run, dry. California sunshine I’m dancing in your rays Naked in that forest

Be then he a man who is manly

I say..?! If every man became more and more feminine! Then where would be a man’s androgens masculinity. Surly her desires would be less passionate and sultry.

When you look across the glass

Every style is somewhat the same. When you look across the glass! The picture is the same. But the face is different. The eyes are sadly the same. But each soul is different.

Her love hearts tune!

“Her soul was a saffron moon” A cygnet on a lake in June, Lost into a world of doom... She poured forth... Her love hearts tune! Transparent as the eastern sun!

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