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My husband of many years
Suddenly announced that we need silk sheets
I managed to stop myself from laughing
And said, we will slip out of bed
His smile, that twinkle in his eyes
I had not seen for many a year
He said he had a different kind of slipping in mind
I thought no more of it until I found
Silk sheets on our bed
My husband has found a renewed sense of youth
The bonus in this, is I didn’t slip out of bed…
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I stood on the platform thinking
about the film, ‘sliding doors’
Having missed my train
What else might I have missed?
A handsome stranger with green eyes
Smiling at me
Before the train reaches its destination
Had he asked for my number?
Not likely, I’d be squashed
between two sweaty oiks
Finally reaching work, late
I was expecting a black look from the boss
No black looks, my fantasy from the platform
Having stepped in for the day
Stood smiling at me
I hoped by the end of this day
he would ask for my number
I need those emerald eyes to do more
than just smile at me…
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Gold is the colour
of my sweetheart’s hair
Blue sapphire love she gives me
The stroke of midnight
her blue flame deserts me
To home she must return
True love is calling
She goes where I cannot follow
Her home beneath the sea…
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One by one my days grow old.
Their faded edges curl
Like an old discarded paperback.
Words fall like scrambled eggs
From the pages
Their meaning lost in dust
Would that I could rewrite one day
The first time you looked at me
When I knew love
to be more than a fairy tale
A lifetime cannot be called back
Nor can it be captured in another’s eyes
There is but one true love
I will be with you soon
To sing of us under new dancing stars…
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I will meet you by the bridge
On the other side of time
The space between the stars
Holds the story of us
Our thoughts echo through the universe
Do we create new pathways?
Trying to catch the seven souls that belong to us
We need find only one
That creates new life
Finding the eight soul can take many lifetimes
As it was with Buddha, Krishna, Christ
It seems to me that the eight
must contain all seven souls
The body, the breath of life,
the astral body, plus so much more
The first three are said to be eternal
Therefore, they must contain
the essence of all souls
The memory, the shadow of our other lives
I believe this triple soul we carry
is the reason I know I will meet you
by the bridge of all knowledge of Divine Law
I will give up my eternal soul
To live one moment beside you
To feel your heartbeat one last time
I would spend eternity in hell
I pray it will not come to this
That we will find what we are looking for…
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I lay hidden in the long grass, watching
Her dress slid from her shoulders
Her milk white skin drawing me in
Slowly, she walked into the cool water
Sun glistening diamonds played
around the water’s surface
Her long black hair floated free, like seaweed
As she disappeared beneath the surface
Venus, vanished for a second
I held my breath, waiting for her to rise
To bless my eyes with her beauty
My mind telling me I should leave
This was her private moment
I couldn’t move,
she had been under too long
I needed to rescue her
Diving in I found nothing
Sliding beneath the water once more
Seeing little,
I felt a hand pull me further under
The water growing darker
Yet I could see her clearly
Her voice inside my head
“I knew you would come
Your soul is mine, as it has been
Throughout time.
We cannot live apart
We will surface as one…”
February 14, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about valentines. It can be Valentine’s Day, the exchange, love for another, romance, or friendship. Have a heart and go where the prompt leads!
I touched her hand for the first time today
my fourteen-year-old heart sank into my boots
as she flinched away
A look of pain on her face
as if I had burned her with a hot iron
The Valentine card left on her desk
I later noticed it in the class bin
torn in half
I wondered if she was the kind
that didn’t believe in love
Later that day, my heart was doubly wounded
when I watched her kissing a girl.
They thought they were hidden by the tall trees
my love for her would never be returned…
