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Yes, Always...

some moments are perfect

Today we sat in the sun together. You took my hand and twined your fingers in mine. Suddenly your hand was the center of my universe. Lifting it to my face, I kissed your palm, my tongue trailing along your life line leaving moisture there. Your fingers moved to my mouth as if by magic. I sucked each one. The taste of our life together made me smile. Your soul patch invited my mouth so I kissed it Your mouth curved. I loo...

Epiphany of Sorts

Finding clues and tools, always missed before, talking to myself.

Standing, thinking upon my porch. Came to me, an epiphany of sorts. Answer to a question identified.Something finally I recognized. Asked far too often over many years.Recognition, brings my eyes to tears. Haunting things from my past.Always feeling like an outcast. Hollering out loud; I have found the clue. What are the tools needed to deal with you? Heart beating fast, breaths laboured, hmmm. Asking myself; where did th...

My Words are Translations

An expression of how hard it is to express in words all that you feel and be truly understood

My words are translations of my breathing and are hard to say in your language. My tongue, my teeth, my lips can barely pronounce the words from my country where the mountains are steep, the valleys dark and cannot be reached without effort and desire. I wish I could tell you how beautiful it is where I live and have you understand my language and hear what I want to say to you. Listen and you can hear me speaking to you...

Thinking of You

All I can do is think of you

Sitting here looking out my windowall I can do is think of you.I look at the sunset as it gets darker and all I can do is think of you.I see you in the leaves falling from my trees. Are you slipping away from me?You say things can go wrong when our words and actions are misconstrued.But instead of remembering the personI thought I was to you, you misunderstood.You misunderstood what I feel for you andDidn’t remember what...

In order to gain any sort of stability we must first begin to understand each other...but understanding why some people do what they do is difficult...oh, believe me, believe us, it's difficult. Let's divulge for a minute by making a list (and checking it twice, three times, four times, and on and on and so forth):The angry drunks, who drink until they are pissing fumes...who, if you should so much as look at their girlfr...