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StorySketching Nature's Portrait a102866011 years 9 months ago
StoryShadow a102866111 years 9 months ago
StoryLily of the Valley a102866011 years 9 months ago
StorySketching Nature's Portrait a102866011 years 9 months ago
StoryMind's Furnished Rooms a102866011 years 9 months ago
StoryGod's spark: Breath of Life a102866011 years 9 months ago
StoryInsomnia a102866011 years 9 months ago
StoryAbrasive Hawk a102866111 years 9 months ago
StorySentient Swain a102866011 years 9 months ago
StoryVietnam: Jungle Nightmare a102866011 years 9 months ago
StoryRoad Trip Anchor211 years 10 months ago
StoryCancer's Veil a102866211 years 10 months ago
StoryDoes the hummingbird know best? Mark Heathcote411 years 10 months ago
StoryDiscordant Hearts Stride Scale a102866211 years 10 months ago
StorySentence: My Girlfriend's Period a102866111 years 10 months ago
StoryLover's Moon a102866111 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Never-Setting Empire maria1798011 years 10 months ago
StoryAugust 1914 adam011 years 10 months ago
StoryMilieu of War Weary Soldier a102866011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Path of Life suz111 years 11 months ago
StorySentient Embrace of My Chaste Lover a102866211 years 11 months ago
StoryA Glint From Her, Lovely, Midnight Eyes a102866212 years 22 hours ago
StoryTeleported Into Azure Bliss a102866212 years 1 day ago
StoryEye Spy amlee412 years 1 day ago
StoryLove’s Invocation well-wisher312 years 6 days ago

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Undeveloped Love

I focused my sharp lens on your lovely image My shuttered mind snapped in ecstasy The brilliant flash captured your frame, then I recoiled as the...

The Stenciled Design on Mona Lisa's Lips

The languid fold of pursed lips drips not with disdain, but a passive sign ordains. The muted smile advertises her contemporary station, but the...

Silent Night

Silence is silver; alone in our trance under the night canopy the solemn breeze brushes sweating pores, not even a light rustle. The twinkling stars...

My Angel of the Night

Transformed by the dark night my prim lover's indelible form sketched in shades so erudite paring the coordinates of Cassiopeia her pencil-trim...

Shrouded Memories

As the rising sun crests to its peak then hovers on the horizon and with laser-like precision penetrates the suppliant pores creating a radiant sheen...

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