I have been writing for many years. It is what keeps me sane or rather what enables me to breathe.
+ more bio informationShe didn't know what had happened to her. How the hell did she wind up this way? Isabella ducked into a hidden passage way and held her breathe. She heard the thud of heavy footsteps run past her. She waited a few more minutes listening to the footsteps fade. She started to tie up her torn night gown and cover her partially ... More..
Through out literature and history, kisses have made their mark. It is one of the most natural things we do. Babies and toddlers do it just like teenagers and adults do it. And as we grow and change and give our kisses, our kisses grow and change too. They develop different meanings and convey different messages; they reflec... More..
Rain walked through the garden enjoying the various smells and colors of the blossoming flowers. She slowly found her way to the edge of the lake and sat on a large stone bench below an old willow. The willow's branches waved and danced in the light breeze and the cool air felt good on her warm cheeks. Rain leaned further ba... More..
I see it lying still and silent under the lines of years and grace. The child that had once been. Freedom, wild, young, freedom beats still in the heart that has grown chaste. Some moments the wild fire of youthful freedom flames, grow red, hot and leap in her eyes. Yes, though her words are careful and quiet, the evidence i... More..
I feel my heart sing, sing , sing, sing a song it has never sung before. There is this reeling, free falling feeling that this song leaves me with. Kind of like the first big drop on a roller coaster where you feel as though you left your stomach at the top. It is hard to explain and easy at the same time. Laughing and giggl... More..
*Untitled* Let me know The desires Your Fantasies You have Of me Touch my Softness, roughly Squeeze my curves Bite my skin Move my body Mess my hair Say my name In whispers With your lips At my throat As you press your body To mine Feel me Touch me Taste me Love me More..
There was once a boy with curly brown hair and playful brown eyes. He had a smile that would warm even the coldest heart and a laugh that made the stars dance. No matter where I went he was always with me. I used to love the way his little hand fit in mine. So many years have passed and he is no longer the boy I knew. He isn... More..
I swear I felt something breathing down my neck. It wasn't fear, no, it was something more demanding of attention. I caught myself mid trip as I got on the elevator. Almost unnoticeable, but not completely. I got a couple of snickers from those guys in claims, but what did it matter. I looked awesome in my stiletto heels, fr... More..
Even though you are no longer here, I still dance. I swirl, twirl, and dip as though you are still dancing with me. My partner, my love. The music has grown softer,but hasn't ended. I circle around chairs and gracefully make my way around the old wood floors. Your laughter rings in my ears and I remember as I dance to our ol... More..
I am 25 years old, single, no kids, no prospects and a developing work-aholic. Like most of my girlfriends I have chosen to focus on my career and 401K instead of a husband and white picket fence. Now don't misunderstand me I am far from where I had planned to be at the age of 25. What seems to be eons ago I had envisioned m... More..
Marissa Sealey
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