Hark! The rhythm
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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The sun was nearly gone. So were the last of his passengers. That was what he thought. Driving the cab at snail-pace through city’s traffi...
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He went there. Daily. Unfailingly. His conversations, Candid, Intimate. And why not! He had Inspired That iron-man, ...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
I love the image of staring too long.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Michelle for stopping by and such kind words.
DeleteInteresting. Nice write!
ReplyDeleteIts a pleasure to hear from you
DeleteOh to lose oneself in the depths of someone's eyes...now that is romance.
ReplyDeleteYeah ... And I am glad that the idea gets conveyed
DeleteAh, yes, best to retrieve yourself from an abyss, always!
ReplyDeleteYeah, Who would want to spend life in an abyss. Thank you so much Kymm.
DeleteA bit of love at first sight? Intriguing!
ReplyDeleteLike all the love bibles tell us. Thank you so much .
DeleteLove "Caramelized deeps" and the contrast with the "dark abysses."
ReplyDeleteThat happened unconsciously. But when I re-read it in light of your observation, even I like the contrast
DeleteSo poetic! Makes you want to read over and over. I also love "caramelized deeps." Great word choices.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much
DeleteI agree with everyone else: "caramelized deeps" is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks a tons. I am glad the phrase is being liked.
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