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Late this afternoon/we walked to the market/A brooding grey cloud covered sky/had been wind-swept into a brilliant blue/golden sun day/Children’s kites looped and played/streaming this way then that/until one floated down/its tail brushing softly against your cheek. Ellespeth
Originally posted on SCHOOME:
He was well know in his local area but in other lands no one had heard of the Shopping Dragon. He wasn’t the kind of dragon who went around breathing fire all the time, he was conscious of saving the planet and besides, he was getting on in years. Dragons rarely…
Still Missing It might be two weeks or a day – if I wanted it to it could be a minute or a second – because I determine the line between missing and gone and that is why you are missing until found. That’s the horrible thing about hope the not being magical thing and […]
At The Yacht Club Stuff lingers. The smell of pistachio nuts mingled with bourbon. A trace of salty Gulf mist wets my cheek when I remember you. Ellespeth
Now Kiss me I want you Touch me gently Touch me tenderly Touch me insistently My skin is electrified Closer, deeper look in my eyes Your love washes over me like waves We have reached that ultimate pinnacle