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Our naked feet danced on the untrimmed grass. It was warm under our tender soles. It was warm like we were-- like biscuits fresh out of the oven, we emanated warmth as we baked under the summer sun.
#acorn You say black. I say white. We settle for grey, which makes it alright... I like savoury. You like sweet. Somewhere in the middle we decide to meet... Indie music floats your boat.
*inspired in part by Edgar Allan Poe's Annabel Lee Of all the girls I ever knew None compared to Cherie Bleu In many ways I'd known a few But none as well as Cherie Bleu Cherie Bleu the boys all...
#BeginningRhymes. Morning comes way too soon. Yawning goodbye does the moon. The sun breaks with a smile. She hasn't smiled in a while. While she passes the moon, she smiles more,.
Spring.
I fell in love by the beach. I fell in love by the sea. I fell in love by the pier. And you fell in love with me. I fell in love by the log fire. I fell in love by the trees.
It’s bright and sunny and sweet as honey as a love song plays while an old couple sways.
I used to laugh at your shoebox of souvenirs, Little keepsakes collected over the years. Love notes and letters before texts were the thing, Moments in time describing how you made my heart sing.
I am a swan. So elegant and white. Spreading each wing. As i take flight. Lifting up high. Above the ground. Making my wings move. Producing a sound. Each elegant move. As i sore above the sky.
#acrostic. (D)ay and night he thought of ways to confess his endless love. (I)n the mirror on his knee he envisioned her response. (A) thousand times he said the words until they came out right.
Let's make a map. With no way to get back. Just me and you on this life long cruise. Through life comes love. And with love comes the journey. I know you see that "X" marked large and black.
I spy With my little eye Something beginning with..... Love.
#opussweeklychallenge. #intheinterestofsavingmysoul. There once was a lad named Flynn. Who's whole world was put in a spin. When he first saw Kim's face. Such beauty and grace.
Cupid stood bemused as his arrows filled the air His task had seemed so simple: make sure love is everywhere His missiles missed their target and fell blunted to the ground And with one projectile...
Your eyes met mine In a hot summer night. Your name, your face Impressed in my mind. Many days passed by Before your hands Reached for mine. In a cold winter night Your strong arms hugged me tight.
So it's tomorrow, I guess a big day They told me what you're going to do What you are going to say My answer, yes, But I'm not supposed to know I'm just so excited To the restaurant, now I want to...
Hello all, this is my second short story in my quest to write one small story each month for a year.
B elle was her name E very mans dream A lways wanting to read was her aim U nknown to her how life would change T rue love has no boundaries Y outhful looks a beauty so divine A beast by his...
I see us. One year from now. You're visiting. We're viewing apartments. Imagining Batman posters here. And zombie portraits there. I see us. Two years from now. We're in London illicitly decorating.
Detached notes sprung from our hearts, Bright, Off-beat, Reeessssstttttt... And play. ...Hesitant, staccato, merry meeting... Tempo racing, high laughing pitch. Jolly C major.
Eyes as blue as oceans, hair as dark as night. In her gaze i'm frozen. Blinded by her light. Beauty like no other, ever have i seen. Loving, kind and gentle, innocence she gleams.
I'm sure she'd said something new Something bright with shiny polished clues Something wrapped up in silky views Something like: "I love you too" I was incognito Surface temperament below...
From three words, I love you, A combination of worlds, A story of us two. You smiled, With a simple question, Shock to the system, An answer I nearly forgot to mention.
It's just minutes away from 2013 and we talk about all the unforgettable moments of 2012 that we will so dearly miss. The anticipation of '13 eats at our insides.