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The Garden Ghost
Should you be near the garden gate When autumn’s days are running late You’ll see a figure turn and wait And in the shadows you’ll debate If you’ve seen the Garden Ghost…
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Aquaphile
In honour of the inspirational photo by @19syllables for this week’s Friday Flash I have taken a stab at writing some haiku, one for each image. Haiku is not a form I use…
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Silver Tongue
pretty words from pretty lips falling fast like rain fingertips on eager hips I’ll make you wait again you won’t know when it’s coming but you’ll know when it arrives the squeal…
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The Red On My Lips Isn’t Wine
I asked him for it. For the blood, for the rust, for the sin. I didn’t want the pearls other girls talked about, or the fine marble of palaces, or even the roses…
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Monday Mood
Kiss me slowly while the storm rolls in and I’ll bite you softly as the lightning strikes (just the way you like it) Rub your face in my neck, and in my sweet…
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Your Love is my shepherd, I shall not want
Your Love is my shepherd; I shall not want It allows me to lie down in the greenest of pastures, safe beside Your still waters It restores my soul And though I walk,…
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Manic Pixie/Dream Girl
light as air, she’s always on top her gaze an atom bomb behind my eyelids and I feel like I’m drowning in her desire until she teaches me to swim she rides me…
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Hush
Silenced, the stillness in your smile pins me in place Heavy words make way for heavy eyes and the Limits of this dance expand in the quiet space we’ve carved My mouth is…
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#FebPhotoFest Day 19 – Certain Dark Things
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in…
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#FebPhotoFest Day 9 – The Princess and Her Noble Steed
Once upon a time …
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Dream Sequence
At first I couldn’t find you at the party. I knew you would be there because I had opened your gift. I finally found you in the basement in an old gymnasium. You…
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Boob Day: Baby, it’s cold outside
The wind may be howling, the snow may be blowing, but I’m cozy and warm in bed, my mind filled with thoughts of you. Thoughts of how I’d tie you down and tease…
