His mind was dream and imaginings. He let them play: seeing, feeling, writing as they came—every detail-capture of mind’s play.
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Freckled dapple of her open skin, his left hand’s hold to round-full of breast, left’s wrap ‘neath back and over shoulder, finger’s press in collar-cove; curl of her body in cave to the feel; eyes’ close then open of smile finding his returned; cicada song into cooling of night; heat’s keep in […]
NINTH OF AUGUST
“THE UNIVERSE IS ON YOUR SIDE. Always.” _____ All the night, he did not sleep, drawn and fixed in vision see of Miracle’s arrive, her body full and round and pale as the Sturgeon Moon above. Sleepless, in trance, he read a book of a family and fate with cycling pattern of lives […]
EVEN IN
Anna wore cloud-tinted hat again, burgundy dress that stirred in wind and set his heart to tremulous waver before steady and strengthen into race with pang and ache that raised of a longing—when he took her strong over bed of brome under open summer sky. Dress wore different on […]