Posts filed under ‘dreams’

the masters and their dreamers

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to stand on a stage again…

where the lights are bright

and

the music echoes through the rafters.

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to feel the sensation of a pounding heart…

fueling the purest of desire to soar on the wings of muses

&

become one

with their masters

and

the

vision

which dwells

 forever

within their spirit…

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this is my ‘for always’ dream.

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inspired by ‘The Phantom of the Opera’
and
a
dream
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February 17, 2015 at 2:33 pm 12 comments

10 for Tuesday = ten word story #4

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“the desire to dance

thrives

inside these weathered joints ~ still.”

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February 17, 2015 at 2:09 pm 11 comments

enlightenment

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in darkness,

i have watched my reality disintegrate.

in light,

i choose to watch it grow.

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playing school bus

playing school bus…waiting for Peyton…

*

February 7, 2015 at 2:27 pm 15 comments

Six Word Saturday #6

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“Each road to nowhere leads somewhere.”

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February 7, 2015 at 2:12 pm 28 comments

under the stars – part 4

i can hear a single flute

as

it taps quietly through the air,

infused by the rhythm

of

a lightly tapped snare ~ ~ ~

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what beautiful music to inspire

a ravishing moment

such as this ~

with each passing measure… lingering

you seduce me with your hands and a kiss ~ ~ ~

~ ~ ~

i can feel the warmth of your lips igniting

a current deep within

and

the touch of your fingertips

gliding ~ softly ~ along ~ ~ ~

the contours of my shoulders,

up along the nape of my neck

and slowly ~ caressing ~ my lips

before

sliding ~ your way

down to my breasts ~ ~ ~

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i am so entranced by your presence ~

wanting only to be devoured

by

this feverish dance of desire

and

submit to your seductive powers…

to be continued…

(inspired by Maurice Ravel’s ‘Bolero’)

 

February 2, 2015 at 4:04 pm 17 comments

breathing

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who needs air to breathe

when

we can breathe

in

each other

?

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January 28, 2015 at 2:42 pm 21 comments

on a bridge ~

they stood quietly observing the city of lights,

as its reflection danced gently

in the river below

it was the end of the day,

all of the lamps were ablaze

and

the streets were slowly clearing ~

except for lovers walking

and

holding each other close…

 

January 27, 2015 at 8:29 pm 22 comments

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