Fire flickersMy heart sighsAt your vacant expressionI don't need anything moreA pair of arms to shelter inThan sweet soul kissesTo make me happyI bleed every time you turn awayLeaving me overflowing with flickering fire Matt Farnsworth on Facebook Matt Farnsworth on Twitter Matt Farnsworth on Instagram Matt Farnsworth Films Madness is in the Eye of the... Continue Reading →
The bumblebee hums Dipping and dancing Around the sweetest bloom Stealing nectar And so the lesson Master teaches Erotic vibrations Deeper then the blade's song His strength brings pleasure Small deaths Blood rushing He is your undoing The One Matt Farnsworth on Facebook Matt Farnsworth on Twitter Matt Farnsworth on Instagram Matt Farnsworth Films Madness is... Continue Reading →
You look right through me as though I'm not there And it hurts a little to know that I mean so little Little enough that you don't know me And you should, by now I'm an object d'art, a decoration on the fringes, fixture It's painful to understand that its about pieces And not the... Continue Reading →
Enroute Phoenix AZ 5 pm Final Destination - Los Angeles CA I am on the way to the sunshine state, and looking forward to the warmth after the chilly climes of my rocky mountain home. On my iPad, I'm watching Iowa, and find myself giggling at Esper Harte waving his gun around. My seat mates... Continue Reading →
“Are we there yet?” I ask, after what seemed like the longest taxi ride in history. Max laughs, places a kiss on my cheek, and replies, “Almost, love.” A short time later, the car slows and comes to a stop. Max opens the door, takes my hand, and helps me from the back seat. “Can I take the blindfold off n…” Before I can finish my question, I am swept into his arms. “Soon, Sweetie. Soon.” He instructs the driver to leave our bags with the doorman, and carries me inside.
I am placed gently on my feet, and the blindfold is removed from my eyes. We are in an elevator. As Max reaches past me to select our floor, I remember our first elevator ride together, and that first kiss. This brings a smile to my face. It seems like forever ago, although only a few days have passed…
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Its rare that a piece will touch me in such a profound way, and the following words are one of those times. Upon first reading, it reached in and grabbed my heart in its fist, squeezing it. As a mother, it nearly destroyed me.
Its rare that a piece will touch me in such a profound way, and the following words are one of those times. Upon first reading, it reached in and grabbed my heart in its fist, squeezing it. As a mother, it nearly destroyed me. I give you Alone, by Dave Web, Dark One
Where has my mother gone?
I look for her here, I look for her there
I shout her name and still she doesn’t come….
Can she hear me, I wonder?
Or is this just her little game?
I cry sometimes as I look for her.
Is she looking for me and can’t find me?
I stand still and don’t move in hopes that she will see me.
Maybe she’s far away?
Maybe she left me, but what have I done?
Mama, if I upset you please forgive me,
But what did I do to make you…
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