Category: wet
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Uncontrollable Love
It’s like rushing water touching my soul. A wet feeling comes over me then I lose control. That’s the thing about love it moves with fierce fury. Dancing on the point of a sharp blade. Poorly understood and it rarely behaves. It can be sharp like icicles hanging from an uneven roof. It hopes without…
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Truth = Water
The truth is like water. It can fill a basin and still spill over. It takes many forms. Morphing from fluid to ice. Filling the air with a wet mist that leaves dry skin moist. It is a drink for hydration. It is the washing method of choice. Water cleanses and restores dirty skin. It…
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A Loner Without True Love
One day, the money will turn to ash. Sand will form into glass only to break again. Wet tears will momentarily make dry skin moist. The facades will fade to nothingness. The sex appeal and enthusiasm of youth unexplored will dissipate. Smooth lips will chap. Tight skin may wither like autumn leaves preparing to change…
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The Mission of Writers
Writing is a nasty business. One minute you’re speaking with your whole heart. Baring the issues of your soul on a white paper that seems endless. The next minute your words dry up like a shallow puddle of water on a hot summer’s day. The words fade to black and the feeling of flowing letters…
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Our Soul
Our Soul Love is precious, a fragile thing Time moves it to and fro Where love begins and ends Nobody knows But we feel it in our body We know when its in our soul Love is easily destroyed Yet unshakable It is the rib protecting the heart It beats even while the world is…
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Young Love
Young Love remember when we walked the moonlit pier besieged by your graceful entrance enveloped in the contagious essence of your smell held by large toned muscles tough enough to make a triceratops take notice… he was a part of my cotton candy coated teenage dream riding the twists and turns on the youthful rails…
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