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He's Immortal, she almost. Together, they are the One True.
(This is a semi-serious foray into erotic fantasy. Enjoy.)
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No words are fit to speak of this...
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Just a bit of self-indulgence today...
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"Bittersweet and lovely..." was one recent reader's response to this.
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The
wrist band said "breathe." He opened his eyes slowly again, and
checked to make sure that he had read it right. "breathe", it said. He..
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A different genre, for a change of pace.
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An oldie but a goodie. One of my personal favorites, based on "Picking Wildflowers", the country song by Keith Anderson. No copyright infringement i..
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A "No, you hang up!" moment...
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Just a little domesticity...
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Like feet in well-worn shoesthat rub against the sidesand feel the loosening of years,she feels the samenessdeadening all her tomorrows,a numbing void..
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