Im a beast.
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Distance Chapter 1Love.Distance Chapter 1
A single word is like an element. Not one of the many atomic kinds of elements but the ancient kind, the philosophical kind the alchemists used to go on about -- earth, wind, water, and fire -- so basic yet so incredibly expansive, just like a word. While the letter tends to come before the word and afterwards the sentence, there is no predefined order like in the paragraph, the essay, the stanza, the poem, the passage, the novel, the letter, the scribbled note on the lonely restaurant napkin; we jot them down, break them up, and file them close together. They are truly malleable, shapeable but indestructible. Still,&
by ~KingDreamer
etrnal blis in a momnts kssEternal Bliss in a Moment's Kissetrnal blis in a momnts kss
The grass moves back and forth mimicking the trees being pushed and pulled
on the summer breeze
And so are we pulled and pushed looking back at each other, reflected in our eyes our lips so close yet eternally hushed
Leaves flipping, turning, floating like our thoughts, quick and graceful in the wind that moves us closer
dreamily in a hazy lull
And then time stops around us as our lips touch, all the world stops spinning the wind dies down, the trees stand still left is the warmth of th
by ~KingDreamer
Seaside SerenadeThe stars shoot bySeaside Serenade
burning what once existed leaving only the here and now: two bodies closely bound.
Two souls wrapped
in a paper thin blanket carving designs in the sand making art from eyes, thighs, and hands.
The nearby waves
crash steadily near, steadily faster but waves cant be heard over thickened breaths nor is that sea salt taste noticed on the breeze
And the full moon's light
both grand and serene watches over these two lovers finding love by the sea.
by ~KingDreamer
Save the TurkeyT = Tom Turkey D = My excessively muscular English teacher: Mr. DSave the Turkey
D Ha ha ha! Tom, is it? I've found you again! Have you any last words my fine feathered friend?
T Mr. D, so I see you decided too fast to kill me, to eat me Tom Turkey, the last!
D Yes indeed, so I have decided to feast on your fat, your meat, and your little bird feet.
T Ah, but you seem to have skipped a few steps on this chain of ideas to eat me, I fret.
D What on earth do you mean? &
by ~KingDreamer
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