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Moonlight Dreams
Moonlight Dreams In moonlight dreams, our love takes flight, Two souls entwined, in starry night. Your eyes, like gems, enchant my heart,
Rebecca JosephPublished 11 months ago in PoetsOne Lunch Break
Dancing, twirling, arms flowing at my sides through a field of Immaculate wildflowers. The wind brushes through my hair and the warm rays of
Ellie BeauchampPublished 11 months ago in PoetsIndulge in Opulence: Van Edel Tapijt's Exclusive Carpet Designs
Indulge in Opulence: Van Edel Tapijt's Exclusive Carpet Designs When it comes to creating an atmosphere of luxury and opulence in your home, no element is quite as transformative as a beautifully designed carpet. Van Edel Tapijt, a renowned name in the world of exclusive carpets, offers a collection that is the epitome of refined indulgence. With their commitment to exquisite design, meticulous craftsmanship, and unparalleled attention to detail, Van Edel Tapijt invites you to immerse yourself in a world of unrivaled elegance. van Edel Tapijt
William JamesPublished 11 months ago in BeatBreakfast on Tiffany's
After a seven year stint for Identity Theft crimes, Marina had just entered the Tiffany's on Rodeo Drive. Having given her parole officer the slip, she waged her freedom once again after her 2,500 day confinement. She cleaned up well, and had garnished herself in an array of costume jewelry to acclimate herself.
Operation Sunflower
You don’t retire from some careers until they blow taps. Being a CIA Spook is one of those jobs. I’d retired from the spy business years ago and was now living in Florida, enjoying my grandchildren when they dropped by. I was doing well. My doctor said if I kept moving and caring for myself, I should be around for the grandkids’ weddings. Although truth be told, there were days I wasn’t so sure about that. Old age is a mean bitch.
Kenneth LawsonPublished 11 months ago in FictionSonnet: Foot at the Base of the Mountain
Like a mountaintop thunderstorm I write to patronize and Petrarchize over your foot yes your foot/ which is where my verses end
Rob AngeliPublished 11 months ago in PoetsWoodsman
November 29th, 1997 – Goodsprings, Virginia It was already dark by the time we got into town. I can’t recall the time exactly, but our flight had been delayed and so too had our ride out of Richmond; naturally, we found the nearest place that might serve a half-decent drink.
Charlie SumnerPublished 11 months ago in HorrorThe Great Sherry Heist
The Great Sherry Heist: brings to sunny Cadiz the merry band of Whisk[e]y Hipsters (unaware of Tudor porn-shops). More Drakeries: man on man action surrounding the pretext of a plot involving the Sack of Cadiz (in so many ways).
Rob AngeliPublished 11 months ago in Fiction