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Listen, when the silence speaks.

Originally posted on A Monologue of the Heart.:
  Listen, when the silence speaks It’s not in words that which you seek It lives in the quiet of the dawn And in the sunset once it’s gone It comes uncovered in the night When darkness sets, embracing light Listen, when the silence speaks It’s not in words that which you seek

Yellow Eyes

Originally posted on Every Life is a Memoir: Yellow eyes creep out of the night Eyes glow in the perilous darkness Silky black fur glistens in droplets of moonlight Velveted paws glide over the forest floor without a sound Sharp shoulders stop suddenly Eyes widen Muscles twitch and ripple like a secluded lake recently disturbed Ears focus like radar on a battleship All is still. A tail flicks in anticipation as a driver would rev his engine before a race A flutter in the trees – the starting gun has been fired A lunge A crash as weak branches and wet leaves give way A flash of death in the moonlight Silence Yellow eyes sulk back into the night

Kissed someone

Originally posted on Of life she writes.:
I kinda have a confession.? A confession that’s not really a confession since I don’t have anybody to confess it to. It’s not a confession because I didn’t do anything wrong but at the same time I feel like I did.? And maybe confession isn’t the right word Or admission. Maybe there is no right word. But It’s just something I’m compelled to say.? Something so on the top of my tongue that even if I wanted to, I couldn’t stop them from being said.? I kissed someone today. And it wasn’t you.? I mean, hah, it could’ve been. I wasn’t kissing you but I felt like I was. Maybe just the first three seconds. And then it hit me.? Like,? Kind of like a bucket of water, but It’s neither too hot or too cold but you still feel the wetness and uncomfortableness of sitting in the same clothes for too long.? Anyway.? His lips were thinner than yours.? His facial hair a little longer than yours.…