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Questioning fate I quietly asked if she needed anything. The girl is truly dependable and to think that anyone would come out and help, she never questions intent. Having had the questions asked, she thinks to herself the next act must come quick not thought out and planned. She’s sorrows sweet friend. It’s hard to…

The temperature rise is a risk, they’ll hear you coming through walls that are perpetually thin. Tonight the stars will align its time to open the doors again, for as long as one can remember that open door has been your truth. That wait weighs more than words with each new passing day triggers force…

Through an obvious door the knocker has never been used, imagine all the secrets it hides it’s too much not to give it a try. It’s nightfall and desperate the touch of a warm hand on the cold brass grateful for that safe feeling the sound echoes. Inside the cramped interior the untouched bed and…

A charming old man sits on the steps enjoying the warm sun with his handsome cat, Felix. Asked if he knows the places in town where the tourists go to take pictures of famous statues? The old man asks “Why would you want to go where everyone else goes? Come with me I have something…

Being ready is a skill so that when you’re wanting to swing wildly on the edge shadows twist depending on the mood, her curvaceous mood, where hips do their dance. Ask if you want, just don’t assume love will always be there wanting on hand and foot for all the time and attention to be…