Travelers Welcome

Travelers Welcome

Tuesday, September 3, 2013


by Linda M. Crate

tangles of hair fall through my fingers. the scent of vanilla fills the room. threadbare candlelight dances the walls. your eyes are dancing with shadows of mischief. i stutter a smile into being. you kiss my throat, i fall to some deep ecstasy. i still haven't woken from that dizzy dream. a laughter that has sung onto my heart melodies i cannot erase. i wish you were still here loving me. but instead you're loving her.

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