You make my body melt like snowflakes lingering on a sunny day
giving love that envelops me like a soft blanket over a moonlit bay
where I can close my eyes to yesterday’s anguish and pain
and lying in your arms proves that everybody’s loving is not the same.
I lie awake at night watching the rise and fall of your masculine chest
knowing that it protects the beating heart that has given only the best
of a man who treasures the woman he vowed to …

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This was a writing challenge….it’s cliche that suspense and mystery novels begin with this one phrase. The challenge was to put our own spin on how such a story would unfold:
It was a dark and stormy night. Which was just as well, because then you couldn’t see the tears rolling down Janelle’s face as she sat in the car contemplating what her next move would be. The mansion was dark and foreboding and she knew once she stepped inside she …

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September knew how to walk. In fact, she’d become quite adept at that sort of thing for the better part of her 16 years. It was only until she passed Billy Walsh in the hallways of Summerville High that her legs were as stable as two spindly, licorice sticks that had been left out on the streets of her native New Orleans during Mardi Gras.
They were a hopeless jumble of nerves that seemed to short circuit whenever the tall, handsome …

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I was one of those shy girls who found companionship in her books. There were no Saturday night dates since I wasn’t allowed to date until I was 16 nor endless gabbing on the phone with girlfriends since I was intimidated by most of them.
I was the textbook definition of ‘introvert’. My idea of fun was reading the entire 26 volume Funk and Wagnall’s encyclopedia that my mother bought from a door to door salesman so that …

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mostly, i think of you on rainy days when thunder claps outside my window
and i remember how comforting your arms were as i snuggled against them.
i can recall the times when you came to my rescue for any number of silly reasons.
yet, you always refused to take no for an answer and you never judged me.
you’d always been my soft place to fall whenever i was blue and just needed a sympathetic ear.
your heart was open and giving and i …

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* People who burn leaves and pollute the neighborhood. Apparently, their olfactory nerves are shot and they don’t realize how offensive the smell is. Meanwhile, we (the neighbors) have to seek refuge in our homes like we are trying to escape the next application of agent orange. Moreover, why hasn’t our local government banned that activity?
* People who will walk right past you at work as if you were invisible. They will …

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I imagine your lips searching mine
for answers that only my heart can answer.
Your staccato-ed eyes try to assess any tell-tale signs
of my body betraying my truth.
But I will keep silent; my words will never utter
how you make my heart leap with
anticipation…each time I see you.
You have unfinished business with another,
so when those ties are severed…..
You will learn in time
that I love you.

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Here are five poems that I’ve loved for years because each has taught me lessons that I needed to learn during a particular time of crisis or happiness in my life……
1. Nikki Giovanni’s “I wrote a good Omelet”
I wrote a good omelet…and ate a hot poem…
after loving you
Buttoned my car…and drove my coat home…in the
rain…
after loving you
I goed on red…and stopped on green….floating
somewhere in between…
being here and being there…
after loving you
I rolled my bed…turned down my hair…slightly
confused …

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Tina was 13 chronologically, but much worldly and wiser than her years would betray. She spoke with such authority and confidence that you would have to remind yourself that you were talking to a child who happened to be…..carrying a child.
Tina was my roommate at the home and hospital and as it turned out was more experienced than I when it came to the mysteries of motherhood. This would be her second child…..same father…..a guy who she’d accused …

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1. Learn to speak French fluently. I am studying via pimsleur cds and even use the French Coach game for my Nintendo DS. I think French is the most romantic language on earth, so I can’t wait to be able to whisper sweet french ‘somethings’ in my beloved’s ears, preferably as we cross Le pont neuf in Paris.
2. Spend a leisurely weekend in a lighthouse off the coast of Maine in the summer. It will be nice …

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