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A Girl and An Envelope
This was her hour sitting and waiting high above the others. The girl was given her instructions, but still she was so heavily torn. Nothing had ever come easy, all that He instructed was to comfortably kneel and wait. Sensitive to please, she loved this path she turned to listen for Him making sure eyes…
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Time and Attention
Still, she never truly asked if time and attention was hers to gift and share as she pleases. Still, she’s the one with the contract our working document spelling out the terms how and when we’ll interact. She insists this all just an act playing the perfect princess who’s a little too noble to share…
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A Girl, a Cord and a Contract
Each timetable stands on its own merit. There has to be a certain balance in the air where perfume hangs. This room has a calm demeanor from an occasional whiff of a cigarette, except, no one there smokes. This passing moment sits heavily in the throat a hard pulse nervously keeps a rhythm there are…
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In a Field
The morning flowers ready themselves, an early sun warms velvet petals birds are the first to celebrate. Last night got dangerously cold, even still, it’s the middle of summer no one wants to hear our complaints about carefree and everlasting mornings. Today will be an even longer day, too many people know our faces the…
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The Reply
There was never enough time inside for my fractured side to properly heal. Forever left aching for the closeout girl, a consistent type that just wants without ever giving away her position. From the top or bottom there are handsome treasures that are exclusively hers. She’s the one who can privately navigate the lukewarm waters…
