A Boston Creme donut, a single one, held without the soft crinkle of waxy paper. In a bare hand, she brought it to her mouth ever so tenderly. The chocolate glaze, brown like roasted cacao beans, met her full lips, and she took it all in. The pleasant light yellow cream splayed itself out lazily,…
Drama everywhere. Well, namely on Craigslist.
http://newyork.craigslist.org/mnh/w4m/561804203.html A letter to you...my bittersweet prince - 21 Date: 2008-02-03, 5:00PM EST A letter to you...the one always looking over my shoulder-except when i WANT you to look. except when i want you period. A letter to you...who claims to know me....if you know me...wouldn't you know my voice? 10/2007 My husband....my man...the right…
Halloween distraction
For most of my young life, I have been devoid of a classic happy childhood. I have never experienced the heartfelt warmth of a holiday season or the chilly fun of Halloween night. I never really had the chance to just let loose and have fun. I had to grow up. No, I was not…
A particular kind of loneliness
Complete adoration, pure and simple in its childlike joy. A serenity that is found in the comfort of affection. Perhaps I have lived far too vicariously, for no longer does the glowing sight of such a romance fill the deep hole in my heart; it is becoming a dark and consuming void. Joy through the…
Ruminations of romance, lingerings of love
To know love, be like a running brook, which deaf, yet sings its melody for others to hear. Feel the pain of too much tenderness. Awake at dawn with a winged heart and gives thanks for yet another day of loving. Empty yourself and yet be filled. An old man tells you this is how…
