Passion and Pale

I paint with shades of
Passion pumping under pale skin
And make a masterpiece of you and me

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Written in response to The Daily Post prompt: Pink

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You are What You Cook for Me

I’m easily lured by food
bad for the body
but good for the soul
You are what you cook for me

I’ve never had the self-control
To choose what is good
Over what feels good

Sweet, and savory
Spicy, and so soul comforting
You really are what you cook for me
And I will ever over-indulge

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Written in response to The Daily Post Prompt: Fry

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When the Universe Celebrates Itself

One this day, an eye blink ago, relatively,
this tiny corner of the cosmos was born.
Today, all that exists whispers, “Happy Birthday to me.”

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Written (a week late) in response to the Ink in Thirds Three Line Thursday prompt: Celebrate

Why Do I Write?

The simple truth is,
I just like the sound of bone on brick and
the feel of brain matter against barriers satisfies me.

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Written in response to Ink in Third’s Three Line Thursday Prompt: Blocked

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When Wandering Within

The light will show your way, but beware,
it points not away, but back, where you belong.
To get out, search your darkness instead.

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Written in response to Ink in Thirds Three Line Thursday prompt: Anew

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Winter Dreaming

Her warmth snuggled against me, deep under covers
Scents of honey and cinnamon from wide-mouthed mugs
I sigh, sitting at work, dreaming of sweeter snow days

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Written in response to Ink in Thirds Three Line Thursday Prompt: Quiet

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