when the rattle of the chain stands still
That moment when the world is silenced…
She inhaled deeply, basking in his manly aroma. His large palms cocooned her hands. Staring deep into his eyes where… Read more Whispered Wants
Was she worth knowing the beautifully tragic miming merriment faker riding her own merry-go-round silently suffering for her showground crowd
one scene – three stories
When was the last time you read a love letter?
As Popeye, I’m seeking my own Olive Oyl, to sail seas of endless sunsets..
The boy’s small shoes dragged their knotted laces through puddles as he headed for the back door. He tugged at… Read more Two Weeks & Three Days…