Anticipating
Originally posted on Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled :
She captively waited on his comings and goings,? each passionate rise, she felt snuggly in her loins.? Her smallest actions kept him delusionally…
Originally posted on Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled :
She captively waited on his comings and goings,? each passionate rise, she felt snuggly in her loins.? Her smallest actions kept him delusionally…
Originally posted on Singing Heart:
@KaremIBarratt When the storm passes and the hurricane Is downgraded, like a naughty child, and the Curtains of water enveloping us dwindle to Delicate lattices, and…
Originally posted on Paragonwords:
I don’t want to read your words,I want to peel back your layers, little by little, I want to touch the place where your words are born. Show me…
Originally posted on Carter Ford:
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer. Carter Ford View original post
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Originally posted on Midwest Fantasy Writes:
via Daily Prompt: Pattern Intricate beyond his comprehension subtle complexity tangled emotions labyrinth of thoughts all wrapped in beauty woman in every manner too complicated to understand…
Originally posted on PacificVerses:
How could I ever feel sorrow knowing that our love still lingers, Within smudges of ink, carved out by the dance of fitful fingers, Within the rundown sentences, sprinkled…
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