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Not Even Better as Strangers

Our lips that once touch,
Our hearts that once embraced,
Your arm that once were my pillows,
And my legs that your heavy head
Once rested upon. 89 more words

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Sleeping Beauty

I have noticed something in myself the past few days.  I have been off work, just chilling in my bed until it’s time to go back to bed.   516 more words

Infinite Jest

“Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio.”

I scowled at Claude Preston, the man who thought he was God’s gift to theatre.

I’d known Claude since high school. 485 more words

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Writing About Not Writing

It has been a while since I have last made a post. I have been so busy with so many things lately that I have just been unable to sit down and write. 326 more words

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Man in Love

There’s something exhilarating, something refreshing and gut clenching about a man in love. The fact that he allows his vulnerability to show through the sparkles in his eyes and the slight, secret smile upon his face as he massages his object of affection’s feet is nothing short from rousing. 87 more words

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The Daily Post

Who Am I and Why Am I Here?  Blogging 101 or Philosophy 101

Well, in this case, it is Blogging 101 and I’m trying to figure it all out. 223 more words

Haiku 039

Somehow you’ve become

My muse, though you don’t inspire

You just bring heartache.

–Alexx.

9/16/14

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