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I have been writing for many years. It is what keeps me sane or rather what enables me to breathe.

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Creative Writing > Satire Satire: Facing death: 1 of 13

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...
Relationships & Family > Romance & Sexuality Thoughts on kissing: 1 of 10

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...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Thrillers: 16 of 129

She 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 ...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Romance: 35 of 205

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...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Expressions of love: 35 of 196

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...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lust: 56 of 303

*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
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A boy I knew: 6 of 22

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...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Wild & free: 46 of 166

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...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Marriage: 42 of 133

I am blessed beyond most on this earth to not only have found you, but to be able to love you. I get the privilege of loving you and sometimes I still can not believe it. You have become a light in my life and a guiding hand. When I falter you catch me and encourage me when I think that I can not go on. You never leave my si...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Secret places: 6 of 19

Hidden away in a forest I lay beneath a Dogwood tree Looking through its branches That are outstreached to the sky It's heavy limbs bend a little Under the weight of brilliant white blossoms Silent, gentle, breezes Bring flowers down around me The smell of wildflowers perfume the air And the sky is a brilliant blue The grass...