An hour passed until she came back from the bathroom.
“Twiggy,” I said, “want a cookie?”
Tag: desire
Architect
She wanted to be an architect.
She ended up as an Airforce wife.
Free
I can’t be any clearer about my desire for you to be free!
Be free be free be FREE!
Quiet
Um … yes, putting a dog down because you were bored of it is soulless.
My desire to sleep with her kept this thought quiet.
Giving in
So I did it and you know what?
The world is still the same!
Object of desire
I hold the object of desire in my hand relishing the texture, the solidness and the wonders it contains. I curl into the comfortable couch, a warm cup of herbal mint tea in the other hand and open the first page.
The Baby Is Crying
She lay in bed, burying her head under the pillow, replaying the sensation of his fingers on her skin. Two weeks had passed and it would be fourteen more endless days before she saw him again.