tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78446627061080993452024-03-21T07:06:25.061-04:00Whispered WhimsyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-31111893946827564752015-08-12T11:15:00.000-04:002015-08-12T11:15:17.531-04:00CrestfallenShe looked to the sky<br />
and asked the moon why<br />
his crestfallen face<br />
drooped from outer space?<br />
With a sigh he replied<br />
"It is my heart.<br />
For I am so far apart from my one true love.<br />
She is the sun that smiles from up above.<br />
No matter how hard I try<br />
or how fast I fly,<br />
I'm always missing her light.<br />
Seems I am destined to live<br />
forever in night."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-86539327663146305022015-08-11T19:35:00.003-04:002015-08-11T19:36:30.756-04:00Fragments<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The gentle bite of an early autumn day.<br />
A languidly rising sun shining through a shroud of morning mist.<br />
The way it gleamed off the old maples, ripe with dewy jewels.<br />
Leaves crunching and shuffling underfoot<br />
as I made my way across Johnston Green.<br />
I remember that moment.<br />
It hangs in my memory like a work of art.<br />
A fragment of time I yearn to feel again, but can only admire from a distance.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-23903399596122668282015-02-11T16:11:00.001-05:002015-02-11T16:14:16.101-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-76315341763802593922015-02-11T16:03:00.002-05:002015-07-08T15:38:20.656-04:00Review of The Hitcher by Charming Man<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If you've not yet been charmed by the literary prowess of
Mr. Charming Man, stop whatever you're doing, put the kettle on* and pick up
your Kindle. Charming Man has several titles under his belt, each
one unique yet all focused around the central theme of chance encounters. His latest
release, The Hitcher, is a great place to start. </span></div>
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meet Steve. Steve is a university student on summer holiday when he is tasked
with the job of preparing his parents' summer property for new renters. He embarks on a road trip which turns into
much more than he bargained for. In a tantalizing twist of fate he finds
himself in a cat and mouse game with a sexy and very cheeky young woman. </span></div>
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reader straight into the scene. I could almost feel the warm summer wind
rushing past me as I became a passenger in Steve's car. This erotic short even comes complete with a
soundtrack, further adding to the full sensory journey the author takes us on.
I found myself reminiscing about that crazy summer of '79, and I was only just
born!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is a tale of fate, summer love, and not to mention very steamy sex. The lighthearted sarcastic banter between the two characters makes you fall in love and leaves you hoping for a sequel! </span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-64986715941930514942014-08-06T16:02:00.001-04:002014-08-06T16:02:04.444-04:00Not just words...You are the arms that hold me when I'm falling<br />
My guardian angel when the demons come calling<br />
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You are the breeze that dries my tears<br />
You are the light that banishes my fears<br />
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You are my rain in times of drought<br />
My encouragement in times of doubt<br />
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You are my sunrise<br />
My escape from night's despondent cries<br />
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You are my sunset<br />
My solace from the day's regret<br />
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These are not just words<br />
You are not just you<br />
But an extension of my soul<br />
My love forever true<br />
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(c) SA MacNeilAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-84090119311605699872014-07-29T17:47:00.000-04:002014-07-29T17:47:17.216-04:00A Piercing Melody<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-25427692590226681612014-07-21T12:23:00.001-04:002014-07-21T12:23:42.482-04:00Spill some bloodTo you<br />
I was a fool<br />
Wore my heart on my sleeve<br />
Showed you the deepest parts of me<br />
I thought you were special...different...rare<br />
To you I was a game, you really didn't care<br />
So tell me now, how does it feel<br />
To slash your sharpened lies of steel<br />
Across the heart that loved you for real<br />
Is this what you wanted, to spill some blood<br />
Well congratulations. Welcome to the flood.<br />
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(c) SA MacNeil<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-7100173682723564102014-06-11T12:13:00.000-04:002014-06-11T12:13:55.096-04:00Childhood's Achewaking<br />
as the sound of rustling leaves<br />
and eager birds ready to seize the day<br />
is quickly replaced<br />
by a different serenity<br />
the familiar hum<br />
of lawnmowers and laughter<br />
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days were spent<br />
transforming the forest<br />
into our own imaginary kingdom<br />
chasing boys<br />
threatening them with kisses<br />
riding bikes for hours<br />
anywhere and everywhere<br />
swimming in the river<br />
chasing waves in the ocean<br />
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the whole neighborhood<br />
our playground<br />
there were no fences<br />
no strangers<br />
no reason to keep people out<br />
our neighbors were family<br />
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street-wide BBQs and badminton tournaments<br />
turned into backyard bonfires<br />
best friends<br />
swinging in the hammock<br />
singing old Beatles songs<br />
under a sky of endless stars<br />
dreaming of a future<br />
with endless possibilities<br />
<br />
childhood's ache<br />
reverberates deep within me<br />
I long for these days<br />
when life was simple<br />
innocent<br />
pure<br />
these memories are mine<br />
to cherish for a lifetime<br />
and for that<br />
I am eternally grateful<br />
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(c) SA MacNeil<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-40150504320304531982014-05-13T09:56:00.000-04:002014-05-13T09:56:35.757-04:00His brooding stare<div style="text-align: left;">
His brooding stare</div>
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She could not bear</div>
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There was a battle brewing </div>
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Behind arctic blue eyes</div>
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His pain </div>
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She felt</div>
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Like daggers plunging into her heart</div>
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She wanted to reach out</div>
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Cradle him in her arms</div>
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Slay all of his troubles</div>
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But she was too far</div>
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Separated by oceans of circumstance....</div>
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(c) SA MacNeil</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-58461229238291045152014-05-09T11:12:00.000-04:002014-05-09T11:12:25.543-04:00Little red dress<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-14545326024056376452014-05-08T10:57:00.001-04:002017-01-04T10:05:54.138-05:00Ladies don't drink beer"Ladies don't drink beer" he says...<br />
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Well I am most definitely a lady<br />
And I most definitely drink beer<br />
I'm soft spoken and polite<br />
I wear my jeans and dresses tight<br />
I can drink with the boys<br />
And tell dirty jokes<br />
To rival all the other blokes<br />
Sappy movies make me cry<br />
And I could never hurt a fly<br />
But I can shoot a gun<br />
Not to kill, just for fun<br />
I can use power tools<br />
And wield an ax<br />
It's all true<br />
These are the facts<br />
I can switch from heels<br />
To hiking boots with ease<br />
I can strut a catwalk<br />
And even climb trees<br />
I can play guitar<br />
And camp under the stars<br />
I can bait a hook<br />
Just don't ask me to cook<br />
I enjoy sipping tea<br />
And single malt whisky<br />
I'm Canadian<br />
I'm Scottish<br />
I'm a scientist<br />
I'm a poet<br />
I'm laid back<br />
I'm down to earth<br />
I was raised with manners<br />
Hand me some nails<br />
And pass that hammer<br />
I'll build you a bookcase<br />
It'll be your special place<br />
Where you can store all your other outdated preconceived notions<br />
of what a lady should be...<br />
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"Ladies don't drink beer" he says<br />
Well, I am a lady of discerning tastes<br />
And I will drink this beer<br />
With a smile on my face<br />
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(c) SA MacNeil<br />
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Strong and proud<br />
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She always loved trees</div>
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True giants of the earth</div>
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Standing tall</div>
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Proud</div>
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Reaching their branches to kiss the sky</div>
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Dancing in the wind</div>
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Whispering secrets only they know</div>
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She loved to study their leaves</div>
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Each one so intricate</div>
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Complex</div>
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Exuding a simplistic beauty</div>
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Only nature can achieve</div>
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The unassuming providers of life</div>
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Each one representing hope</div>
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Hope for the future</div>
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For each year they fall</div>
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Each year they are reborn</div>
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As she walked the path</div>
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Traveled so many times before </div>
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She was overcome with grief</div>
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For there were no leaves, not here</div>
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Great tragedy had befallen the forest</div>
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Life replaced by death</div>
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Life replaced by greed</div>
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Hangs overhead<br>
Laden with the ghosts<br>
Of Highlanders long dead</p>
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Balancing on the precipice</div>
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Between heartbreak and happiness</div>
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Wondering which way the winds will turn</div>
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Will you reach out your hand?</div>
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Or watch me crash and burn?</div>
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Cast away</div>
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Let the wind take you</div>
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Wherever you may</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-65713112895339164912014-03-03T14:56:00.001-05:002014-03-03T14:56:49.184-05:00FireThe fire rages<br />
She stands entranced<br />
Mesmerized by it's dance<br />
Flames reflecting shadows<br />
Of a girl<br />
Who once was<br />
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The fool</div>
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with the wool pulled over her eyes</div>
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bound and tied</div>
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The fool</div>
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hanging by a hope, suspended in time</div>
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pretending everything is fine</div>
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The fool</div>
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chasing dreams that'll never come true</div>
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clinging to the fantasy</div>
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that you want this too</div>
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The fool</div>
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ignoring the signs in front of her face</div>
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she's no longer wanted</div>
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she'll never feel your embrace</div>
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Some may wonder</div>
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When the truth is clear, anyone could see.</div>
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The following is my entry for a <a href="http://wordsbyjustincase.wordpress.com/2013/12/07/word-challenge-2-results/" target="_blank">word challenge</a> hosted by the amazing Justin Case. I hope you'll take the time to check out all the entries as well as the beautiful prose of Justin himself.</div>
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Your precious soul</div>
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I'll cradle tight</div>
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You are my light</div>
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For upon my darkness</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-81801208639235511062013-12-08T16:00:00.003-05:002013-12-08T16:00:52.762-05:00Poetry Challenge: Tattered HeartRecently I participated in the poetry challenge hosted by <a href="http://www.voella.com/2013/12/poetry-challenge-vote-for-your-favourite/" target="_blank">VoElla</a>. There are so many amazing entries, I hope you'll check them out.<br />
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A tattered heart</div>
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Broken and bleeding</div>
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Words from a distance</div>
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Misconstrued and misleading</div>
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A tattered heart</div>
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Each bruise and scar</div>
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A direct result</div>
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Of being so far</div>
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So far from the one</div>
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I long to please</div>
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With eager lips</div>
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I long to tease</div>
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So far from the one</div>
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I wish was mine</div>
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With hope in my heart</div>
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I wish upon time</div>
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I wish upon time</div>
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To close this divide</div>
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To be in your arms</div>
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To feel you inside</div>
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Only then will I know</div>
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This love is real</div>
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Only then will my wistful</div>
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Tattered heart heal</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06036799762062852641noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844662706108099345.post-12002377193710944992013-11-19T13:00:00.001-05:002013-11-19T13:00:21.362-05:00Auburn Sea<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Walk with me</div>
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Through the auburn sea</div>
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Fingers entwined</div>
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Down the path we wind</div>
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Leaves crackle</div>
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Feet shuffle</div>
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Our pace languid</div>
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No need to hustle<br />
Birds of the forest<br />
Sing their fanciful chorus<br />
As we bask in the glow<br />
Of a warm autumn sun<br />
We pause for a kiss<br />
You squeeze my bum<br />
I smile and giggle<br />
On your ear I nibble<br />
Snug in your embrace<br />
Together tucked away<br />
In this gem coloured place<br />
Nowhere else we need to be<br />
Let's stay a while longer<br />
Get lost at sea<br />
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Day long turned to dusk</div>
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Last fragments of light quickly fade</div>
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Consumed by hungry shadows</div>
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Come out to feast and play</div>
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An eerie silence permeates </div>
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The dark recesses of your mind</div>
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As a sinister growl escapes </div>
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From somewhere close behind</div>
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Your head quickly swivels</div>
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Peering into darkness you see nothing there</div>
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Eyes still blinking to focus</div>
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He's peering back at you but you're unaware</div>
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A gentle tap on your shoulder</div>
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Slight brush of your long hair</div>
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Sending shivers up your spine</div>
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Warning you need to beware</div>
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The air now oppressive </div>
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A cloak of black still shrouds your sight</div>
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Trying not to panic</div>
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You search for any slim trace of light</div>
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Sweet salvation beckons</div>
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Just across the room</div>
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A tiny break in the curtain</div>
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A sliver of silver moon</div>
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Your desperate escape from harm</div>
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A frantic dash towards the light</div>
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Only to find he is waiting</div>
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You will not be saved this night</div>
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(c) SA MacNeil</div>
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">*photo not my own</span></em></div>
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