Stories by shydreaming

ShyDreaming

Traces left behind

I'm giving poetry a try... so please do comment and forgive me if I'm not up to standard.

I lost my soul, my meaning and my eyes. Forgave the time but not it's ever lasting traces I gasped for air between a thousand sighs. Believed your lies and all your many faces But nothing held my world from crumbling The night you left my side. There are a million other clouds to rain But I am dry from tears poring down my past. And yet no rushing river can erase the stain Of bitter words...Read On

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Change of view

It takes persistance to change the course of a river...

I could feel him about 2 inches deep; he moved slowly in and out trying for my sake to put some tenderness in this thing we were doing. He curled my legs a bit more as he went in again and finally felt some spark of sensation. “Come on, baby.” he moaned so softly I only guessed the words. Then again it wouldn’t have been hard to. He always said that. He always begged me, ironically, to...Read On