He didn’t have a prayer his words don’t count for much face down in a puddle mud clinging to his clothes heel stamped hard down on his neck hands finding next to nothing blade slips past his spine heart cries ... why?
Exchanged written words Likes and comments first E-mails came affection grew Arranged to meet she got cold feet Another day they met half-way He reached out she let him touch Hours flew departure hurt Is this the end don’t know do you?
She didn't mind his years his smile, his lines she saw the man others a silent view shaken heads, you fool she moved towards him he stood still, until time called, one of two
Would you go from nowhere to somewhere in the dark Do you let a moonbeam light your path till dawn Did you feel a heartbeat resting next to yours?
Before she touched he felt her she took his hand “let’s dance” all eyes upon them read her a stranger yet none more familiar she moved him into her grace “Let go move with the music” he did as he was asked she let him sense her soul find his rhythm deep inside her … Continue reading Sixth Sense – Eric (EDC Writing)
Never handsome yet had something his few all head turners naive blushed easy kissed gentle no tongue held hands never groping none kept him for long college bus heard whispers he the slow one kind though the one they said “I wouldn’t marry” one kept to herself “I will one day” ♦ This the first … Continue reading Gentleman in Waiting – Eric (EDC Writing)
I just wrote a really nasty reply didn’t send what's the point you get your kicks messing with people stupid just like me Sure my own fault dumb to fall for it for so bloody long too so well done you no doubt you feel smug kept this fool believing But just one … Continue reading Word Whoring – Eric (EDC Writing)
He looked at her, she wasn't you an hour ago, the day before she bled, pushed out, not anymore he looked at her, she cried too.
Half a foot of nonsense driven to release she took his hardness softened his belief she gave what he’d not had he said he’d never give sex lay behind them love let in begins
There is confusion there is you clueless what you want to do hang on go slow let go meet up not yet but soon say anything to keep me here logic says you can’t be real can’t help myself but love you