1095/Touch.
Poems and short stories about human connection.
Laying side by side, under the stars,
talking about nothing in particular.
A perfect cliche.
We dream out loud about the polished, edited versions of our future life together.
Quiet, lazy mornings.
Soft lazy kisses.
The sound of rain pattering against the window.
Gratitude and contentment in every long, pensive staring contest.
Slow afternoons.
Doing our chores in opposite corners.
Meeting in the middle.
Getting distracted.
Waking up hours later.
Hazy summer nights.
Sweet wine.
An indulgent pasta dish.
A fruity dessert.
Watching the sunset from our balcony.
Midnight whispers.
Exchanging sweet nothings.
Holding each other.
Breathing slowly, falling asleep.
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Tina Muzondo
Tina Muzondo is a writer with a keen interest in health and wellness, the relationships we have both with ourselves and with others . Her writing is deeply personal, simple and honest.
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"Murray! Wake up!" He loved that period between waking and dreaming. To him, it was like entering another dimension; more of a dreamscape than dreaming itself. There was an otherness to it that he wanted to grasp and yet deeply respected the fact that it could never be his totally. This is what gossamer was; flighty and light, a wisp of smokiness, an idea suggested but not fully revealed, a slit in cloth, a copse in the wood.
By Rachel Deeming6 days ago in Fiction
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