Hell Bound
The Black kept gripping, even as she kept slipping out of its clutches.
Realizing she must have made a wrong turn somewhere, she sensed that she had traveled deeper into the catacombs.
But there was a dim light ahead where people were crowded and surging, and the sweetest, most intoxicatingly soul-ravaging music lured her to witness a dark knight and his entourage performing in impassioned glory.
From that moment, she was smitten by a force Hell could never even dream to compete for.
(Highway To Hell – AC/DC)
Sleep Deprivation
“From things we must tend to when daily life has been thrown out of balance.”
Me In My 50’s
Goodnight
Love
Up Too Late
“More agency paperwork.”
Peeps
“I get to hang with some of my favorite types of people, tomorrow!”
My Spot
“I didn’t realize that the place I usually visit some nights is where the parking spaces had opened up for me!”
Jagged Drop
“What is that drag in the gut that hits just as the festival ends and you caught up with some loved ones who are partnered – but then you again go your separate ways?”
Down To Pennies
“When you finally find a parking spot for an event, then notice the people parked in front of your car are leaving – and pull into their spot just in case there’s still time already paid for left in their meter.”
Dear Friend,
“You do not have to impress me, but you do so nonetheless.
This makes me feel that you value me as worth your time and efforts.
And it endears your heart to mine, even more.
Thank you for lifting and gifting me, and for all of the good that you share with the world.”
(End Of Time – ItsArius + Lynnic + Thunder)
“America”
MINE
A visciously boiling lashing rage
Brimmed under visage’s surface
Toward anything threatening
Sanctity of their sacred union
For they’d both suffered cruelty
And had earned love’s security
Dear Alex,
“It astonishes me to be wrecked as I am, and to be ambling about, attempting to reform myself around these torn and broken inner seams.
Tomorrow, I begin school again, and later this week, the first of my healing retraining.
Noble…
Aged…
Steeped in Wisdom…
I scoff at this crown being donned upon me – for I so long to be myself again, and to be your lover.”
Leaving Limbo
You Look Beautiful
The Black Elf Of Islay
Bravery Is A Choice
“Into The Light”
We Belong Together
Love’s Redemption
(Now We Are Free – Jhonatan Rodrigues)
The Prophecy
So long have I waited
With yearning desire
Keeping hope’s eyes
Watching for signals
At last drawing near
Redemption is clear
Love’s honor is won
By heralding angels
Dream With Me
Bird Song Opens Pores Of Trees?
Elaborate Locksmithing
Playful Babies
I Read This Wrong
I misread the bottom part as “Farewell To Your A**.”
I guess I need better glasses!
The Magic Of Feathers
An Ancient Tree
Perhaps the canon ball is why it is hollow – from being blasted by it in the past?
Wrong Place & Time
Musical Talents
“I’ve been around too many critics.”
XANADU Anniversary
(Bring It All To Me – Blaque)
Honey,
“Are we aligned?”
Lost Loves
Through some twist in fate
What should have matched
Had been genetically arranged so
They’d always be cross-purposed
Glitches In The System
It wasn’t that she didn’t know or remember where she was going and what she had to do.
It was when she would come to a turn or a door in the corridors that her mind would get caught in a jag of review.
Yeahhh…
In The Beginning
There was The Word
Which they say was Light
But before this there was Love
That gave reason for Light to exist
—
(Content of multiple meanings)
(Climbing – Steve Tibbets)
The King’s Blessing
There had been too many tragedies
As a result of decisions made past
Too many losses experienced
When no one can ever go back
The weight of the world had always
Been his burden of responsibility
Generations of corrupt collusions
Cast doubt upon worth of fealty
He had not supported their actions
Yet still carried the onus of ancestry
And Fate can become unkind when
Forces of Chaos manipulate destiny
But somewhere beneath crushed pride
Remained an embered memory of love
It burned too much to touch it so
He’d gripped it with leather glove
Once released if it were possible
He’d have fallen to beg upon knees
As remembered their flights together when
Sacred winds had whispered through trees
And wished with all of his heart that
She could again love wild and free
(Man I Need – Olivia Dean)
Burrowing Owl’s Love Connection
Hey, the story teller is Tom Hanks! 😀
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