Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
There within fertile soil grows the tender shoots of crimson beets, earthy sweet and frilly carrot tops creeping down into the ground with tangled roots establishing their place until such times as they’re picked and land on the dinner plate.
Originally posted on Go Dog Go Café:
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Sweet darling, I beseech your heart do not deny love’s fragile wings as my kisses on your lips impart sweet essence of honey, gold of kings.
He, once her lover, shattered all illusions of faith, stabbing her with the brevity of harsh words spewing from his forked tongue, and an utter lack of remorse on his handsome face.
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