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Do You Know

Love is a wondrous thing.

Did you know When our eyes met Where this Would lead? ❤️ Did you know Our first dance Would last Past midnight? ❤️ Did you know The love I found In your eyes Awakened me? ❤️ Did you know Our hearts Were set aflame Blended as one? ❤️ Did you know Walking u...

Loving Promises Made Real

A couple decide to wait before consummating their bond.

Elspeth saw Guy slow to a stop on the road beyond the front garden wall of her apartment block. She knew that the long wait to be with him was finally at an end. They had met quite by chance when on holiday in Sardinia, she with her husband at the time, a...

Villanelle to a Shared Yearning

Hiraeth: nostalgia tinged with sadness over loss and a yearning for a place that may never have been

Nostalgia yearns for places never found,We search in hope, with joy, and trusting sighs;Hiraeth is ours, both souls are homeward bound.The hollow echoes with a birdlike sound,A song is heard, it crests and gently dies;Nostalgia yearns for places never fou...

A Simple Affair--Part II

Vic stands at the precipice of his personal abyss.

Vic's mind was swirling. Cheryl had just blurted out that she was falling in love with him and he didn't know how to react. He enjoyed her company, that much was certain, but was his fascination with her based on who she was and what she meant to him, or...

The End of the Darkness

Love brightens my life.

I used to think Darkness was my friend. Because it would Hide the scars. The scars On my heart, The scars On my soul. The darkness was my friend. But I could not see All the damage I was doing to me. All the anger, All the pain. Nothing but clouds, Nothin...

I Lied

Dedicated to the one true love of my life.........She knows why it says what it says.

I Lied I lied to myself once, Told myself “I don’t need love.” I lied to myself again. Told myself, “I am fine.” Once more I lied to myself. Told myself, “I am strong.” I lied to myself another time. Told myself, “I don’t need anybody.” But the lies Came...

WAITING FOR MELINDA

We made love to the sound of cold winter rain drumming on the car’s roof.

WAITING FOR MELINDAby Rumple ForeskinThe cold rain told a sad story in a soft voice, and I was listening.I'm a good listener; always have been. Especially out here in the woods, in the rain, inside this small cemetery. I sit in the cab of my old truck, li...