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Peeking through the pines, I see there are many signs that signal a descent. Hours later, and streetlights are casting shapes at my feet that remind me of the small, perfect mouth of my first lover. My first lover came to me in a dream. I was four, maybe five, and in my old childhood Read more
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Hand in hand along the promenade, we walk without talking, but there’s no need to break the silence. Idle chit-chat just won’t do. No words at all will do because the feelings we share in just one glance says everything that needs to be said. Nothing more, nothing less. There’s no drink in me tonight, Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 