My Darling.
Author: Candid Corvid Productions
- Creative Creations for Clever Minds! -
Pat Benatar
“Nature’s Grasp”
You Can Count On Me
Full Surrender
My Love,
I would not ask you to give up your work for me.
That, quite honestly, would be a type of heresy.
When one such as you has graced the land, fie to anyone trying to force aside your command!
Instead, guide me and/or claim me to be your rightful hand.
Bonus Find
“An uncovered remaining container of still fresh gluten-free blueberry muffins.”
No.
“I won’t ‘bad-mouth’ you nor degrade your reputation – despite provocation.”
Callibrating
Tracking and analyzing resources and patterns at distance to determine best efficiencies for recovery.”
Why Still Here?
“in my car, ankles swelling, managing things on my phone, as if I do not have housing.”
Car Bin Remnants
“I am not going to eat that uncertain number of days-old hard boiled egg, despite the fact that it is cold as if it has stayed refrigerated and emits an innocent lure temptation.”
“‘GradUation'”
Depths In Spirals
“‘For Once…'”
Furious
“You have No idea the levels nor depths of my seriousness regarding possessiveness once activated when I’ve called you Mine.”
In One Spot Too Long
Illness crosses borders out of order where health is not acknowledged nor vouched for by implemented actions despite need for resolutions’ restitution promoting sanctified solutions.
“The Clown Prince Of Denmark: Victor Borge
Eras Of Suffering
Commas
Can Relate
Twin Flames
Dearest,
I need to pull more minor miracles out of my hat…
Sleep Well,
My Love.
Have You Ever?
“Put peas on pizza?
Me neither.”
My Only,
When I think of you coming back for me, my soul begins squirming in my body.
I do not remember having experienced my soul’s having it’s own shape before!
Warrior Mode
it isn’t your fault, my love, that I remain cautious and guarded.
I have become settled deep into my armor from more recent events which has shifted my mind into tracking and strategizing survival mode – regardless of how I am feeling.
My limbs are locked into predetermined allowances, and my eyes, lips, and teeth are conscripted along with voice to stay modulated..
But all I want to do is speak words of love from my heart and soul to you while we embrace and become one.
Yet, I do not know what is needed to disarm me.
Hon,
I’ve attached to you…
I hope this is what you have wanted.
My Dearest,
We are winding parallel spirals…
Your earth into air
And my air onto earth
May we meet somewhere, soon
In the middle
Belong To Me
It isn’t age
Or society
Nor circumstances
Or propriety
But simply a question of:
Do you want to?
I’m Feelin’ It
The Ad: Starting Therapy Soon
“Because we’ve driven you mad.”
Should Be Paying ME
“Dancin’ like their monkey.”
Laboring Love
Press button
no, it shifted
the re it is
spell corrected
click one more tab
identify the other
scroll as you glitch
categorize
publish
wait
o brother!
ANY Time, ANY Time
“Give me simple over complex…”
F******!
“She seemed so n8ce in per-son…”
OK, Fine!
“If I can’t make it to the bank with my remaining gas, I guess I’ll just ‘fly a sign.”
Mirror In The Bathroom
“As I sat down for a final repose upon such thrones ensconced within such places, I looked up to behold a huge, full-length mirror directly in front of me..
Dear God – WHY??!!“
What Fun
“In that?”
My Life Currently
“The video game where you run in circles and spirals performing labor and repeating minuscule tasks – seemingly to no avail, except for getting farther along the journey while time and energy runs out burning more quickly as I search for limited life packs.”
A Single Moment Of Silence
F-Lap-The-Winnnggs!
“Flap’ Em!”
In Your Nature
What A Woman Must Do To Get A Guy
“With A View”
So They Say,
OW
“My nerves are firing sharp flares through my limbs.
Why are they doing this?
Whhhhhyyyyyyy????”
