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fiction friday 37: secret admirer. part 15.

This is part 15 of secret admirer. ♥ [Previously posted: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14]

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dealbreaker. a limerick.

Please know — this was not my idea! I’m not sure if I should be flattered or offended that someone and someone thought a poem should be written on this topic… and that I was the ‘poet‘ to do it! … Continue reading

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my own.

At night My broken heart Falls asleep in denial Craving the life of another But deep inside my dreams Every drop of your love is real And I wish for no life But my own © what sandra thinks Image … Continue reading

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my invention.

I created you for me My beautiful fantasy Born in the back of my mind Living in a world I designed The ultimate temptation Speaking words of my creation Breathing over skin warm and bare Whispering with fingers in my hair … Continue reading

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unique blogger.

I don’t often do these things, but when I do, it’s because I was nominated by Lennon (Fabulous With Glitches) and she is so awesome that I decided to participate. [Plus it only has a few rules. And I’m a … Continue reading

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I missed you.

[Not quite suitable for those under 18.] I have missed you I fought time to find time for you I escaped, no, I ran away from everything else in my world I locked the door I moved slowly… quietly oh, if discovered … Continue reading

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as heard in my living room.

Take One the girl (showing me a LEGO structure): This is the entry to my house. me (noticing interesting pieces): Why is there dude in a suit and a chain across the hall? the girl: He’s the butler. [She lifts a … Continue reading

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the kiss.

Give me the kiss that steals my breath swells my heart knots my stomach trembles my hands tingles my sweet center and curls my toes [Guess my inspiration?] © what sandra thinks

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