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StoryA Sonnet Written on the Occasion of Texts Exhanged Past Midnight EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryWyboston EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryLove Unrequited EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryWhat She's Worth EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryGliding hands EpheLuwe14 years 5 months ago
StoryGrasp EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryDum Spiro Spero - attempt two EpheLuwe34 years 5 months ago
StoryA return to the small voice EpheLuwe14 years 5 months ago
StoryDum spiro spero: While I breathe, I hope. EpheLuwe24 years 5 months ago
StoryProfile EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryLady Luna EpheLuwe24 years 5 months ago
StoryShe's the one EpheLuwe24 years 5 months ago
StoryA letter to my enemy EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryEmpty faces EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryI am an Island EpheLuwe04 years 5 months ago
StoryPainting a portrait: In the chamber EpheLuwe24 years 5 months ago
StoryLove is Lasting Richard L. Prov...211 years 8 months ago
StoryA Small Ceasing to Be Silver Spun Sand1213 years 1 week ago
StoryPoppy Silver Spun Sand1313 years 5 months ago
StoryA Riot Of Emotion (Lyrics) well-wisher713 years 5 months ago
StorySunbirds Ewan213 years 5 months ago
StoryFat Girl maggyvaneijk1813 years 5 months ago
StoryThis Be The Verse Housetrained613 years 5 months ago
StoryBeing British RisingStar213 years 5 months ago
StoryOdd inspiration Fatbuzz413 years 5 months ago

My stories

A Sonnet Written on the Occasion of Texts Exhanged Past Midnight

I see you, I am home Oh Love, miles between us, Yet still home! When in my hand, Upon this tiny screen, I hold your heart. Spoken - a million nothing...

Wyboston

She said she awoke, and Before she'd even spoken Dipped a pen. My Fantastical Welsh Scribe And I have images of her Within the longing vestiges of my...

Love Unrequited

To love is such a mystery & to be loved, just the same 'tis more common to be maimed by her and feel thy tender heart aflame. To feel thy damaged...

What She's Worth

To feel unwanted and abandoned To feel that you have been disgraced By the one you'd bear your heart to Whose smile you've written on your face To...

Gliding hands

a rose is no rose

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