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~Evocative~

The music courses through my veins

Stimulating my body and my brain

Sinuous and evocative

Eyes closed, my body moves in time

My tongue licks my plumped bottom lip… 82 more words

Paris Poems

Prompt for March 6: The Parrot

Squawk. “Call me maybe.”

I shuddered as those dreaded words assaulted me ears. The entire drive home from work, all fifty seven grueling minutes, I had been switching from radio stations to find a brief respite from that annoying song. 295 more words

Writing

The wrong one.

“You must have killed the wrong girl because I, am still alive.” – she was screaming at her own shadow.

-thepinkgleam

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The dark

The dark didn’t chase you…
It was there waiting for you to weaken and crumble.

-thepinkgleam

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Dream.

Some go to sleep to wake up tomorrow…
As for me, to dream a new dream and chase it tomorrow.

-thepinkgleam

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I wish...

I wish I knew what those eyes hide.

-thepinkgleam

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Love

Love is a three dimensional illusion.

-thepinkgleam

Prose Poem