He was like a steamship coursing an endless sea, always traveling somewhere else. Far away and faded from distance and memory to reappear on a winter’s morning. All I’d ever wanted was for him to stay awhile. He’d drop anchor having found his home in me. We’d find joy as hoarfrost turned to blossoms. In truth, we were lovers snatching moments. Memories danced from projector … Read More
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Month: January 2019
Allow me to share a site I love to read: Harvesting Hecate. Andrea is a beautiful writer. https://harvestinghecate.wordpress.com Author: Andrea Stephenson
Such a pretty tale you whisper In the honeyed middle of a night Of ships and sails, silver and gold While moon beams bathe the veiled dark We cast pearls upon the sea One for love and two for loss Three, for rumpled dreams Awakening to shaken rain Each word spoken, locked within. https://mymodernmet.com/julie-de-waroquier-photography/ Julie de Waroquier Photography
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Whispered words tip toe across rumpled linen to nestle in her ear, “A broken heart is beautiful,” he said.
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