beyond….

a rose

is a rose

is a rose ~ unless

one chooses

to

delve

deep

into the shadows ~

and beyond

where only the imagination has eyes

to believe…

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tip toe’ing

…

i tip toe through words

wondering what i should write ~

give the reader what they want

or

convey these feelings deep down inside.

…

it is always a tug of war ~

pulling this way and that…

never knowing

where to fall

or

if i should relent ~

simply

collapse?

…

those who know me have seen moments

of darkness

and

unfiltered fear,

mixed with pessimism,

anger

and

rapid flowing tears

but

there are days when my thoughts

walk into the light

and

the words i present

are carefree

and

bright.

…

what i do lack

~ however ~

is a muse by my side.

i prefer ‘all’ which surrounds me

to be my inspiration ~ ~ ~

to be my guide.

…

…

…

10 for Tuesday = 10 word story #8

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“one person’s

scribbled words

can be

another person’s

literary masterpiece.”

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my Suessian thoughts

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each day the sun wakes

with

a smile upon its face

until

a cloud comes around bringing with it a frown.

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on some of these days,

the sun pushes the cloud away

and

on others…

the cloud stands strong ~

holding the sun at bay.

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it seems most days

the sun and the cloud

enjoy the games they play…

romping round and about ~

day after day

but

sometimes they are at odds ~

the sky becomes a free for all…

leaving us creatures down below

to witness

their rowdy playground brawl.

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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 ~ ~ ~

~

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 ~ ~ ~

~ ~ ~

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’)

 

reading ~

~

my eyes absorb the essence of your words

while

my heart embraces every thought

and

my imagination ~

basks in the wonderment of it all.

~

~

under the stars – part 3

…

how we came to this place – i know but cannot recall

and

now i stand on a deck

overlooking

a glorious bay.

*

you stand quietly behind me

~ breathing ~

i can sense your gaze,

almost reading your thoughts

but

you walk away ~ no

words spoken.

*

in confusion i remain,

unable to move

but inside ~

inside i am simmering on the verge of a blaze ~ ~

~

then i hear it… a rhythm,

so faint but distinct

and whispering in my ear ~

~

“come dance with me”

…

to be continued ~

…

under the stars….part 2

…

As the music begins to fade,

our appetite escalates

and

our embrace…..

our embrace becomes empowered

growing ~ only ~ more intense.

…

I can feel my body surrendering

as your hardened physique

takes command

of my senses

and

my mind…..

my mind has abandoned all control of reason ~

…

I no longer hear the melody wafting through the air

but

a soft whisper in my ear ~

“I want you.”

…

I am taken away ~ ~ ~ ~

…

to be continued ~

…

under the stars

…

I want to feel my body enveloped by yours ~

so close

I can feel your heart beat

channeling through my veins

and

the warmth of your chest kissing my cheek.

with fingers entwined

and

our lips feasting on kisses,

we can taste the urges

which

prey on our souls…

…

Oh what a moment this is…

slow dancing under the stars…

…

…

to be continued ~

…

reveling…

~

my spirit revels in the warbling of your moans ~

such pleasure is music to my ears

and

feeds my desire

to compose symphonies ~

forever

and

always

~

~