Water (poem) This should feel Soothing to fevered flesh This is gift That requires no thank you’s Instead…...
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Water (poem) This should feel Soothing to fevered flesh This is gift That requires no thank you’s Instead…...
Writing again
Bargains been made. Time waits for no one and it is time to pay.
The Deck (A BDSM Club) “Miss we are here” The cab driver said as he stopped in front of the building that I swore I would never enter again....
Run
I want you to run from me Run as far as you can Once I decide to set my sights My vision will only see you I will not be able to restrain myself I will stay in the shadow and watch You will feel me there You will never see me there Take the out Run I feel it just at the surface Itching to be released To consume you Swallowing your fear like an aphrodisiac Your eyes widening Revealing…
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Four Shot Glasses and a Choice
I would be telling you a lie if I stated that I did not need a night out with my friends. Work is the usual hectic mess that it is. The peace and serenity I crave at home have lost their meaning since the new tenants above me tend to make most of the noise when I am ready to fall asleep. To be honest with myself, I just need to be around people who know me. The real me. When I received the text…
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Word (poem)
Hello this is for the spoken word group on Stars Rite. I hope you enjoy the poem. Fia
Is it Life or Death? (poem)
It is time. There was nothing, a hollowThe butterfly would not grace my skin Thoughts on invisible currentsCreates and destroys and creates again A prayer for…It cannot be said then it becomes real Hope is not a thing. It is intangible. Please, please, please
My Love (Poem)
My love My love does not lay in a bed of roses nor does my love like to follow a trail of dying petals My love does not have poise’s woven into her hair My love is not conventional Still it is potent Dash away the repetitive symbols For my love do not require these objects For my love will always cherish the moments The memory of the first hand holding The first held breath The first…
My opinion on Word Press
I have been trying different platforms to see how they differ from Word Press. I am going to say this. There is so much more engagement in readership here than in any other platform. I gave the other platforms ample time before I came to this conclusion. Word Press people at least attempt to reach out once in a while verbally but their likes are worth a lot. It means even though they may not…
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Short and Hot
Yvonne If you had told me, I would be in the arms of this man. This particular man, who made it a point of not acknowledging my existence. I will call you an absolute liar. You see, I’m not the typical woman you would find walking in the streets. Nor would I ever want to be because everybody seems to be determined to be a carbon copy of each other. I am what is characterized now as a little…
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Chocolate?
The person who created this concoction, I am convinced, was just trying to lull some unsuspecting woman into a state of euphoric bliss before pouncing on them. What a way to start this right. Kill me off. Death by chocolate. Any way I will continue as I laugh at myself. I notice that my poems get a lot of love, and my stories, as long as they are short, are being read. When I see the likes its…
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Musing
I have been questioned if I don’t seeWhat is going on before meIt’s been said that people are afraid to write because the stars are not sitting quite right They want to remove or put it in a box, Specific themes should be behind locksI am silent more than I writebecause I have so many things to do at night Why I will not shut the doorrestrain others from saying anything morefreedom of speech…
This is an Invitation
Come join the poetry writing community and this Wednesday we will have a writing group led by Richard Jenkins on Sonnets. All are welcome on Stars Rite
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