“The sin unspoken is man’s greatest source of suffering and that which exempts him from salvation by grace. It is a sickness more devastating than any physical infirmity, poisoning the soul and befouling the carrier with its acrid, rotten smell, a smell known to the Adversary as the smell of blood is known to the… Continue reading Wickedness
Category: Writings
Sharing is Caring
That was the writing prompt for the week. It is funny that a simple saying I had to hear so many times, working at day cares and having my own kids turn into something erotic. It was just a short piece, but too far on the racy side for me to be comfortable sharing here.… Continue reading Sharing is Caring
Mine
Sitting here having a day already but I keep coming back to this word. Mine It is that sense of belonging that I love and feel but there is still little parts that I want to hold on to. A future I want to grasp. Sometimes you come so close to it but can’t quite… Continue reading Mine
Familiar
I want the familiarity of a touch. I want the closeness that comes from having them inside you. The kind that leaches out to other things. The conversations that can be about anything and the knowledge of them that can only come from the times they let go.
Stay
Say it to me. Say it with the longing I feel. Say it with the obvious ache inside. We use words like hunger, need, and consume. I want to hear, "Stay." I want to hear it in a way that shows me you feel all those things. That you feel our connection is worthy of… Continue reading Stay
