That is what I am going to call my brat from now on. I had a moment this past week where we was wanting to have a full blown Veruca Salt fit. It is a big mood sometimes. I try to keep her on a short leash I try to calm her down I try to ram… Continue reading Veruca
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
Take Them from Me
Slipping them off as they have gotten too wet. I want you to have them. But I want you to take them from me. I want you to want them, and I know you do. Come and get them. You could get more, too. So much more. I am ready to give you anything you… Continue reading Take Them from Me
Fated Mates
Do you believe in fate at all? Reading a book about vampires and they brought up the phrase fated mates. I sometimes think there are things predestined, but my mother would say, you have a calling. I don't believe in that. But sometimes I can't deny the idea of things being fated. It is just… Continue reading Fated Mates
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.
Lisa Gray 