One year tomorrow.
Tenderlove you gab
thank you for being there.she looked into a box
to find a lonely heart
with a smile warm eyes met
a life that grew between
miles of sea and land
but with closed eyes
together they are
forever and always
till the day the two touch
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liliaDamn controllers throwing me around. They leave me in this white jacket, strapped into this figure only to walk in circles! I thought the walls would be softer. Why isn't there any padding anywhere? Just carpet, and a bed. The three bars I cant forget the three bars on the window. Oh, and the little metal lining of the door view. She always looks through them at me. What's so special about me? Just a little to the left. Now a bit up. NO! Not up, down. Yes, a little lower. Perfect! Now I can reach the spot. &nbslilia
by ~ranma89
writing prompt 1Red leaves drifted down from the arms of oaken limbs, coming to rest against the freshly cut grass and dull cement. They fought against the forceful push of September winds, crying out in protest as the merciless gusts blew them down the path to join the leaves of other tired branches. One such leaf tumbled across the gray desert, finding a tired hand to save it from the winds harsh grip.writing prompt 1
The shaky hand held it between the finely groomed fingers; the pink thumb gliding across the face of the quivering leaf. Her blue eyes studied the browning veins before letting it go. The air greedily snatching it up again. She followed the cryi
by ~ranma89
just a drop of waterall it ever takes to know is a single droplet therejust a drop of water
never let one roll away
drowning the land beneath it
as it burns a solid path threw the weeping earth below
so easy it could have been to cleanse such a small place
a single spot to show truth through a heart never speaking
all it ever took to know is a single droplet there
only to show such feelings as one gentle touch could save
by ~ranma89
through the mindhow is it possible that a person feel such softness inside for such a small thing when fingers know not the softness as wellthrough the mind
is it that the mind
contains such a force to give such a feel a sensation here to quell such worry that fills so many now
how is it able to give me the touch of holding onto such a warming cheek only by closing
my eyes and thinking
or tasting so much sweetness collected from lips i have not in my life ever touched with my own before dreaming it so real &nb
by ~ranma89
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~Despite what they say, reality is in the eyes of the beholder, and therefore up for grabs!
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