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A candle lit dinner of farewell was on the agenda, well maybe in his eyes. She wore a lace number that kept him counting all night. His attempt to sum up the odds was distracted from the glare of spar…
Quiver with tear drops seemed to be tonight’s only meal on his menu. Her lust that starved a hunger for unforbidden love, love he could not prepare. He thoughtfully cleansed his dirty hands, a filth…
A besmirch evening had William Sanders at breaking point, or at least his coolness was to thaw. His usual warmth and charisma had seemed to have him standing aloofly, as the condensation sweat on his …
I venture upon the garden side where flowers seem to be at rest / The flustered heat that the sun sheds cast a warning to each guest / Who see and breathe the bitter timely scents that taste of impati…
Beauty shines from a darken soul / I feel her pain like our once physical connection / She feeds me emotion and the sad / Her worry is covered by the pour of forgetful wine / She tries to see beyo…
B- Listen all I am trying to say is that if you choose to accept his apology that easily, then he will repeat. / S- Repeat? You really think he will do that shit again? / B- Of course. What is it, lik…