I turned – transparent.
Making you raise, tall & strong
against soft music.
This week’s word for Prompt Storm is ‘Costumes’ since Megan[our host] is still flowing with the Halloween vibes. I took her advice and run with the word and the Katauta poem above came out. It is ehh one of those, you have to read between the lines *coughs and grins sheepishly*
Thank you for reading and I am coming over to your home to catch up on your costume stories.
Source: — highreshdwallpapers.com
“Where the heart is really attached, I know very well how little one can be pleased with the attention of anybody else. Everything is so insipid, so uninteresting, that does not relate to the beloved object! I can perfectly comprehend your feelings.”
Jane Austen Northanger Abbey
I know Isabella, I know the feeling. It is like the solar system suddenly begins rotating around “the beloved object.” When the phone cries and you are really expecting word from “the beloved object,” every message and phone call from someone else makes you groan in frustration.
Goosebumps – tingling to the surface of my sensitive, Mr. creates that effect from those straight aimed glances. There was no need for words which may irate me and deflate Mr.’s Ego. Just the looks generate a spot of moisture, as we inch closer and closer. Still no words but every stare translates an extra pounding of my heart. Should I await for Mr. to cross over lust’s gate or is it my turn to checkmate, judging from his heaving chest? Damn it, I have that itching to migrate your freight all over the place. “Eyes communicate this to Mr.”
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Kisses so sweetly
gently pulling closer for
more comfort, so candy.
Post 16: National Poetry Month
Poetry Form: Katauta