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the slow hush

“He sang of the first permission of flesh and flesh to entangle
how we abandon the guard of our heart and throw our borders
open and welcome a sweet invader to take possession
the sudden exquisite catch in a throat and the slow hush
of a breath unfettered the sweetest sounds to a lover’s ear
He sang of hands finding shyly at first their way
to another shelf of hips oh how the heart flares
and melts like wax spilling over a candle’s lip”

-Craig Arnold

I can’t get Craig Arnold’s words out of my mind the last few weeks. Re-reading poems again and again..

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halo slipping

As I sat there, holding a conversation, my eyes were drawn to the bottom of a tattoo. Slightly peaking out beneath short shirt sleeves. Trying to focus, I bounced my eyes back to his, stormy and always squinting with a smile. How I want to remove his shirt, and see what’s underneath. Touch my fingers to his taut nipples. Gaze upon that which I have desired for so long.. I want to see the shock envelope his face when he realizes I have finally crossed the line. To hold him down and make him admit what he wants. Maybe then those smiling eyes might waver.

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naughty wordle

I heard about the site www.Wordle.net from another blog. You can put in the address of your blog, and it will take your most used words to make a pic. Took a little chance, and this coolness came about:

wordle naughty