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Tag: Passion
Cliche
I don’t care if it’s been written before or if writing about love is cliche… here are the facts: I’m an earthy, passionate woman who is in love, and deeply so. I’m in love with the words and the earth and the sea and… Continue Reading “Cliche”
It Is Enough
I am dark shadows and tear-stained cheeks. I am bursting laughter and bruised hips. I am a brooding damp fog and twisted smiles. I am tormented memories and soft silk. I am covered in anguish and measured lines. I am tracing and repeating and… Continue Reading “It Is Enough”
An Overdue Update
I know, I know. It’s been a month since I’ve been off WordPress. I guess now is as good a time as any to give you a small explanation and update about both me and Raw Earth Ink. In Real Life… The beginning of… Continue Reading “An Overdue Update”
Dragon-Slayer
your fingers trail in the lazy riversof my heartI remember youI remember you! you with your troubled pastand a hopeful futureyou with the fires of passionon the corner of your lipyour delicate heart and shy feettrodding lightly(you long ago learnedto keep quiet as a… Continue Reading “Dragon-Slayer”
The Dreaming Rain
on a mild and drizzly afternooncurled up on the porch swingmy cheek resting upon my wristcreak-creak, creak-creakgently swayingrain pounding down the roofgrey clouds pregnant to burstingthunder boom, I smile it’s the aching memoriesthe timber of your voicecaressing me andhow I long for your bodypressed… Continue Reading “The Dreaming Rain”
Two Become
Fold myself into youLift me to your lipsPress me to your tongueSwallow me whole Two become one I gasp and I shiverSkin tinglingYour words brush my earSlip inside Absorb every atomMore than you or IImpart fragmentsRushed whispers We coalesceEnds and beginningsHeart tremblingSomehow togetherWe tara… Continue Reading “Two Become”
Thoughts on a Windy November Afternoon
For nineteen years, I was beat and belittled into quiet submission. I was trained to understand I would never measure up. I laughed too loud, I talked too much, I read the wrong things, I didn’t fit in, I didn’t understand my peers. I… Continue Reading “Thoughts on a Windy November Afternoon”
Approaching Existence
Your velvet breath along my skin, Draws sighs from my lungsA deep ache blooms and burnsA crackling flame belowThis smile, a smirk of memoryYour voice, low, reminding meWickedness sublimeWant unfettered My neck, bare: hopefulThe heat of your lips, gentle, sucklingA trail of kisses, promisesEven… Continue Reading “Approaching Existence”
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