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How do you want meA Poem by Rachel Ann Peterson... |
Someone To Cry ForA Poem by Shoshanaled |
A Cliff Called LoveA Poem by Tyra HunterHe stands on a cliff called loveOverlooking the abyssI call out behind himHe’s ready.He backtracks along the rocky surfaceMy face turns darkThe .. |
The Communion of SighsA Poem by Michael R. BurchThere was a moment without the sound of trumpets or a shining light, but with only silence and darkness and a cool mist felt more than seen. I wa.. |
LozengeA Poem by Michael R. BurchLozengebyMichael R. BurchWhen I was closest to love, it did not seemreal at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetnessit might dissolve in my mouthlik.. |
Memoir of a Love LostA Story by EdmundEd & Lynn found each other by chance encounter. They are opposites in many respects; both are intelligent but come from entirely dissimilar environm.. |
Things I remember but did not live throughA Story by Mistress of the moonIt’s the 1950s The sun is rising, the milkman already made rounds and A short, tan woman in a pale dress stands in the kitchen, serving breakfa.. |
The Sky Was Turning BlueA Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Sky Was Turning BluebyMichael R. BurchYesterday I saw youas the snow flurries died,spent winds becalmed.When I saw your solemn facealone in the cr.. |
ForgivenessA Book by Manika ShresthaThese book shows how a trauma can hunt your life forever if you won't let it go and how can the feeling of revenge destroy your's and your loved one's.. |
88° in OctoberA Story by Mistress of the moonThere is nothing sweeter in this world then the taste of him on her tongue. The long nights shrouded in nothing but darkness where hours were spent .. |
When we were usA Story by E.M. JohnAfter two years with Finn and a marriage proposal, May finds herself confused.She decides to start writing a diary chronicling their story in the hope.. |
ClaireA Story by Jason ScottA middle aged woman is stood up on a date. But then is romanced by a much younger man. |
Because You Came to MeA Poem by Michael R. Burchfor BethBecause you came to me with sweet compassionand kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,I do not love you after any fashion,but wildly, i.. |
Each Color a ScarA Poem by Michael R. BurchEach Color a Scarby Michael R. BurchWhat she left here,upon my cheek,is a tear.She did not speak,but her intentionwas clear,and I was meek,far too mee.. |
Do or do not, there is no tryA Story by SamianAurelie knows that James did BDSM in the past but it was never for her. Though hearing the passion in his voice when he answers her questions does mak.. |