a bed shaped universethe pressure coming from your lips, i swear it will suck my soul straight from below mya bed shaped universe4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
chest, bellowing in your existence. sometimes i swear we will shatter with the impulse of our
veins pressing against cold white sheets we are heating with every inch of emotion we have
bottled up for saturday nights spent alone in rooms with TVs flashing in the background.
shadows bouncing around the room in galaxy like formations, constellations gracing your
back as you straddle my waist, bending your skinny navel over to grace my lips, your hair
dripping on my chin and around my neck like meteorites crashing a bendable surface.
we are floating, the room is growing and my mind is swelling with each intake of your scent.
sigur ros is playing its dreamlike melody in the background of my seventeen years of age. i'm
lifting my head to try to let light play games between my retina, my thoughts are a
kaleidoscope of every emotion ever calling this body home. our bed is a garden and you are
the flower bei
Simple MomentsI glanced over at you occasionally, as you work with your partner and I work with mine. You're punching things into a calculator, trying to figure out the stupid problem. Being really smart like you are, this is easy for you. You run a hand through your hair, and my heart can't help but race, for there is something extremely attractive about that. I smile and go back to my work, trying to make sense of this stupid assignment. I glance over again. This time, you're smiling and laughing with your friends. I can't help but smile too. And wanting to be part of the conversation.Simple Moments5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Right before class ends, I'm talking to my friend, who sits in front of you. In my peripheral vision, I couldn't help but notice you looking around him, forward, almost as if you were looking at me. I was smiling and laughing, and I noticed you smiling too. And I had to wonder...just had to wonder...if maybe you were smiling at me.
i want you.I want to hold your hand in mine, and feel your heartbeat pulse from your fingers. I want to fall asleep with your arms wrapped around me, listening to rain pour against the roof.i want you.5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I want to wake up, and listen to you sleep next to me, knowing that your beautiful face is laying only inches from mine. I want to race you to the top of hills, giggling all the way, just to roll down them. I want to walk in the woods during winter. I want to kiss you and feel my cheeks get heated from your touch.
I want to hear you whisper "Hey beautiful.." in my ear, and give me one of your looks. I want to play with your hands, and trace the lines on your knuckles. I want to hold you, and never want to let go. I want to stand on my tip toes to kiss you.
I want to watch you play songs on your guitar and hear your voice sing lyrics. I want to tuck my toes under your thigh to keep them warm, and tease you. I want to feel my stomach in a whirl when I see you. I want to get giggly when you smirk at me.
I want t
I Still Love You The fog swirled around them, slithering about in the lucid manner so often associated with dreams. A pair of lonely souls stood on a wooden bridge suspended above a pulsating river. The young woman stared gloomily into the waters. The man sunk his head into his hands and pulled at his hair. The fog continued its dance.I Still Love You4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Lovely weather this is," the woman commented, her tone laced with a sullen sarcasm.
"I still love you," the man told his hands.
"You oughtn't mumble like that," replied the young woman, lazily running her finger across the cool railing. "I can hardly hear what you're saying." Her tone was flat.
The pair both knew his words had been perfectly clear.
A wind brought the fog closer t