Fluffy pillow
Pussy willows
Soft and cozy
Warm and close
Furry collars
Burning logs
Fireplaces
Cozy spaces
Time alone
On the phone
Snuggling close
Eating toast
Cocoa
Tea
You and me
Coverlets
Blankets
Satin sheets
Warm thick quilts
Soft shag rugs
Squeezes
Hugs
Pats on the head
Time for bed
Mugs of coffee
Dark as night
Flickering candles
Soft moonlight
Still clear air
Crisp fall days
Leaves of Autumn
Time to play
Young with old
Baby’s bottoms
Holding hands
Safe and sound
Silly stories
Or more sincere
Everything when you are near
Hold me tight
Keep me close
At home
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Jim DeLillo
Jim DeLillo writes about tech, science, and travel. He is also an adventure photographer specializing in transporting imagery and descriptive narrative.
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Two Wrinkles In Time
It is pointless to run, my darling, because sixty seconds ago, I will kill you. My blade will have sliced reality open right in front of you. It will have first pierced it as it would a bed sheet left hanging to dry, flapping in the wind on a Sunday afternoon. But the metal will have drawn a line in the air that the ghostly tear will have followed. Then I, La Dyablès, machete firmly in hand, will have emerged from what your mind, at the time, could only interpret as the other side of here—whatever that means to you. I know. I have seen that look on the faces of countless unlucky… clients. You will not have been the first nor the last to try and reneg on a riches for soul contract only to present this visage to me when I come to collect.
By Lily Séjor5 days ago in Fiction
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How sweetly written this is! Very lovely.