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November 28, 2013

My shed

The sun on my face, coffee and cigar in hand, I sit, quietly, and for just a moment,…

Our future

  We stood there, holding each other as tight as our own skin. Looking at the future, not…

In the moonlight

  Again he caught himself staring as her dress slides from her shoulders, holding his breath just a little,…

She…my wife

  Your hands against my chest, your breath on my neck hold back the horror of each night.…