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He's fire. He has to be. When he hugs me his warmth burns my body. He ignites me. No one else can make me so warm. Not the way that he can. When he looks at me with those bright blue eyes I love I see sparks and flames that show such an excitement and curiosity. When he speaks and crackles I ca... - Fiction > All FictionI stared at the black canvas above me, the twinkling lights painted upon its smooth black surface. I had just finished watching “Dark Shadows” at the cheap dollar show. The movie was ok, not Tim Burton’s best. It had succeeded to spook me a bit, and I started to wish I wasn’t walking home al...
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- Poetry > BalladI asked my mother for a snack. She knew my tastes and had my back. She points to the frig before she has said, "Have some butter. Have some bread." She left the room. I was alone. Open the door. Begin to moan. I want something for seconds, for thirds, and more. Inside its pl...
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- Fiction > All FictionI can be anything that I want. Or so I’m told. According to this so called ”Freedom” guy I can choose what type of person I want to be, what kind of career I want, that sort of thing. I don’t believe it. I think this freedom dude is trying to sell me a whole bunch of phony baloney. You see,...
- Poetry > BalladWhere are you? I can't see you. Are you looking for me, too? I hope we find each other, One way or another. When you've found me and I've found you, We can take a picnic to the zoo. That's the place where people go, When they've found each other but want to be l...
- Fiction > RomanceThere we were walking down the old rusted railroad tracks, holding hands. I hold tight because I’m scared; him gently because he enjoys the pale softness of my hand. It had been one of those aching, dark, gray days that pound rain off and on. It was evening. We were on our way to the small sweet ...
- Poetry > All PoetryThe truth is that I hate you. I hate you, but I love you. You are my best friend and worst enemy. You are above me and beneath me. Your words warm my heart as cold as ice. You try to be bad but really are nice. You give me sweets and yet I'm sour. Towards you or myself? Is that why...
- Poetry > BalladI am an animal, A wild beast at heart. I trust only instinct To know which fruit is tart. I am an animal, Attracted to your scent. I try to track your smell To find out where you went. I am an animal, Beware- I'm hard to tame. If I don't like you snap! You're gone Never...
- Poetry > Free VerseYour love that warms me like hot chocolate made from the store box mix that we drink after sledding and throwing snow balls at faces only we can admire. Your arms that hold me in my darkest hour black as the night that consumes our love from a distance. Your feet that play with mine- my feet t...
