Sitting on the veranda feeling alone, she's missing her love who is away for work, longing for the moment he will return. She leans back thinking about a mountain ranch filled with horses and a flowing creek which leads into a swimming hole. "Come on, let's go in," he says, as he strips down to his togs. She looks in his eyes, and then she begins to do the same. Together, holding hands, they run and dive in, plashing arou...
I stand in front of the bedroom mirror looking at how I dress. Black Italian soft leather loafers on my feet, black Dockers with a very fine crease for pants, a light blue cotton shirt sans tie with open collar and a black sport coat make up tonight's wardrobe. I nod my head in approval. It is our first date. Three months ago, I met you at Starbucks. Since then, we meet each morning for coffee and conversation on our way...
I never meant to kill him. There was one moment, just a single moment when I genuinely wanted him dead but that isn’t a crime is it? I mean on TV people get whacked over the head all the time. It never seems to do them much harm. They simply pass out for a bit and then they wake up and the show goes on as before. If I tell you what a bastard he was would that make it more understandable? It started with an argument as mos...
Mysterious, powerful, relaxing, adjectives describing the wind. It’s everywhere and nowhere. So perplexing! It’s will, no man dare rescind. It refreshes more than sun or seas when it chooses to wear its outer breeze. Just as quickly it dons its wrapping glove, enveloping all with winds of love. It has neither shape nor substance true. But when it chooses to blow on you, refreshment comes as morning dew and dries your brow...
If I could curl into your arms, and stroke your chest hairs, I'd be a happy girl. If I could feel your arms wrapped around me, as you caress my back, I’d be a happy girl. If I could feel your lips on mine, kissing me tenderly, I’d be a happy girl. How I long to be wrapped in your arms, it seems like forever. How I long to feel your arms wrapped around me, it seems like forever. How I long to feel your lips on mine, kissin...
I was nervous, As you might expect. When he reached for me I was shaking. I wanted to back out, But he wouldn't let me. He, being a man, Wanted me to do it. Needed me to do it. Deep down, where my passion Lies, I wanted it too. All he had to do was Gently nudge me along. I confessed to him, "I've never done this before". And it showed, it showed All over my body. He told me I would Like it as we settled Tightly into our p...
Nobody said it would be easy. She just didn’t expect it’d be this hard. The clock ticks the hours, the minutes, the seconds, and with each passing minute of daylight, she sighs deeply and braces for the screams. Her husband’s arrival carries with it simultaneous relief and anguish for she knows he, too, fears the minutes, the hours, the untold time that will pass tonight, and the screams that will ensue. She smiles at her...
