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Always

I woke up today,

With your arms pulling me closer

Your hands running over my hips,

Sliding lower, teasing me as your apt to do.

I woke up to to your laugh,

Against my sighs.

Your lips on my neck

And shoulders

And lower …

Until I woke up today

Alone as always.

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Tiptoe The Line

Imagination

I tiptoe the line
Between the ever converging
Gold and brown of your eye.
I balance so fine
On the hair pin moments
Of raised voices and tender kisses.
One day I’ll swan dive
Into the crushing distinctions,
Bringing reality rushing over daydreams.
For now …
I dance the edge of a dime,
Spinning through scenes
Painted like oil slicks on my mind.

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Did You See Those Fireworks

Welcome to 2018! That feels weird to write, where has time gone …

WordPress Daily Prompt – Conversation

The afternoon is beginning to slip away when I find myself sitting outside with you while you smoke.

Years of paranoia have taken root. I’ve spent much of our time frequently checking my surroundings, expecting my father, or someone he’s sent, to pop out at any moment and ruin everything.

You’ve been patient. You’ve held my hand while we’ve talked and spent those few precious moments together.

I watch you, next to me, staring out into the parking lot from our perch by some god awful landscaping.

“Why wouldn’t you kiss me?” It’s a simple enough question but I shrug. I want to, with every fiber of my being I do, but there’s a fear that’s deep rooted. If my father found out I was here with you …

“There were just a lot of people in there.” I’m still just a girl who struggles to explain and that seems like the safest answer. You let your cigarette dangle from the side of your mouth. An idea slither’s into my mind. As playful as I can I lean towards you and grab at it.

You were always more straightforward than I. “What are you doing? Stop.” As quickly as the playful game to get a kiss came, it’s gone, now replaced with a sinking feeling I’m all too familiar with.

“I’m sorry.” I whisper. “I just wanted a kiss.” If there’s frustration in your eyes I miss it. Instead you move closer to me.

“Oh yeah? Ok. Well, here, you can take it.” You lean in more, offering to play my silly little girl game. I hesitate only for a second before grabbing the cigarette.

Suddenly your lips are on mine. It steals my breath away, is this what a kiss is supposed to feel like? My heart shudders and the darkness behind my closed eyes erupts in color. You rest your hand gently against my cheek, letting your fingers wrap in my hair. I may be young still but I’m certain this is special.

In that moment every ounce of fear and uncertainty fades. There’s no one but us and I have no worries that we’ll be caught. In that moment I’m certain you’d protect me. It feels right, like this is exactly where I’m supposed to be; in this moment with you.

Somehow I’ve managed to keep ahold of the cigarette and as our lips finally part you slip your hand into mine and take it back.

For a second we stare at each other, electrified.

“Did you see those fireworks?” You ask quietly.


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The Thing Is …

WordPress Daily Prompt – Cozy

On cold nights like this,
I wonder if I miss the sun
Or the feeling of laying in your arms
By the fire, tracing stars in your smile.
People sometimes tell me to move on.
It would be lying to say I haven’t tried.
The thing is,
How do you move on
When that first kiss sent chills down your spine
And fireworks into your sky?


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I’ll Never Tell You

WordPress Daily Prompt – Memorize

I know I shouldn’t peek,

It’s taboo right?

To look when your lips are locked with another;

And our lips are definitely locked,

Tongues intertwined,

As your hands travel up and down my sides.

They slip beneath my shirt,

Then slide just inside my jeans.

You push me into the wall,

And tangle them in my hair.

But I want to memorize your eyes,

And the gentle curve of your lashes.

I want to remember your hair,

And the way it tickles my cheeks.

I need to remember your breath,

Moving with mine.

I want to memorize this moment,

The way we acted with reckless abandon.

I want to remember the way you hold me,

With your head resting against mine.

I need to memorize your voice,

Softly whispering in my ear.

Because I’ll never tell you,

That I’m terrified of losing it all,

And waking up to find,

That the memory is all I have,

And everything else has been left behind.

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Call Me Olivia

WordPress Daily Prompt – Ooze

“Call me Olivia. You’ll hate me in the end.”

It seemed like an odd introduction but when you’ve lived a life filled with oddity you tend to just go with it. Olivia had materialized on my front lawn during a particularly boring Tuesday afternoon. Her lanky frame cast a lovely awkward shadow over the ant hill I was watching.

I think that was why I loved Olivia. She never once asked about my obsession with bugs or birds. She didn’t think it was odd that I found people to be generally a waste of space or that I was certain aliens walked among us.

And before she pushed me into the oozing pile of purple jello that would change my life she pressed her thin lips against mine.

“Remember that I said you’ll hate me in the end?” Still starry eyed at the mystic qualities of that first kiss I simply nodded, “Well, now it’s time.”

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The Kiss

First line generated at: First Line Generator

The kiss reminded him of chemistry lessons in school, when if the right two elements were put together, they’d explode.

He had failed chemistry but he couldn’t deny the cliche fireworks sparked by her soft lips. The taste of sweet wine and spicy curry lingered on her tongue. He longed to taste more but no matter how close he pulled her it simply wasn’t close enough. She gripped the collar of his faded jacket, begging him not to let go. Her slight curls gripped his fingers as he slid his hand through her hair. Every inch of him ached to remain locked in this moment with her body against his.

The world continued moving around them but they remained unaware. In each other’s arms they fell into a state of suspend.

But even soulmates only come together to come apart. Soon the moment ended, her sweet lips pulled away and the world began to creep back in. As much as he wished to be lost in her eyes forever he knew his bus was rumbling to a stop. Much like she knew the clock was chiming and she needed to continue on her way.

As her figure turned quickly and faded into the crowd he realized he never asked for her name.


A little morning writing to start Friday