Tag Archives: love

Connected

There is a connection between your soul and mine a universal language not even Webster could define. *** You rest your head and I fall asleep you feel saddened and I start to weep. *** Made from the same stardust … Continue reading

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New England Dreams

It was a quiet New England Sunday morning. We awoke at whatever time it was, neither of us seemed bothered by the time… there were no lunch plans, nor ideas for how to spend the afternoon. We talked about how … Continue reading

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When Winter Feels Like Heartache

She dreamsand knowssomehow—that one dayshe will reach for himand he will be there Like sunlightbursting throughbare tree brancheshe will shinethrough herbare bones And in the colddead of wintershe will reflect himin everythingand become his lightupon the snow…

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Longing for Baseball

I have always had this longing to be one of the greats in whatever I do The Ted Williams of my craft. So I strived for perfection until I fell in love with the world’s greatest game. You see, in … Continue reading

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The Dream Chase Part One

It was a beautiful Sunday morning, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and Karmen was literally running in high heels because she was ten minutes late to meet her best friend, Miranda, at the Baker Street Bistro, their … Continue reading

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Love At Half Moon (February Prompt)

I am posting this one again because I have decided to get back to this story! Feb. WIP Challenge: Waves of Love It had been two years since Lauren had lost her family in that horrible accident on the way … Continue reading

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You and I

We must stop the haunting ways we think and dust the cobwebs of doubt away. We must fight the demons that whisper we are not good enough for each other, my love. I cannot speak for you, but, you spend … Continue reading

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Wrapped Up in You

sometimes i sit at this window and stare at this tree and think of the life it might have known – the nurturing of a man’s hands who planted its seed and cared for it. its roots growing and wrapping … Continue reading

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My Light

It is hard sometimes, to rise above it – the fear the hate the things we covet my own light dims when anger rages – the news the trauma locking kids in cages No! Not me! I will not fall … Continue reading

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The Art Of Baking Cookies For Strangers

I have been thinking about how my mother would bake cookies for strangers Always with a smile vintage cookie cutters and love as sweet as sugar “How can we love those we don’t know?” I’d ask. She would reply, “Just … Continue reading

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