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How long will you sit around waiting for your nmarried lover to call.
By Simon Mburu
Pete the husband of the narrator has lived in a loveless marriage for a period of 30 years. The wife realizes that on their anniversary and decides to leave, find out what is her purpose in life.
Hold me close,
so we don't drift apart.
By Theier Christodde
Elle was the med student; Chris the off-limits boxer come best friend. She was blind and he mute to things never seen, words never said, love left un-reciprocated.
Until the coffee came along of course...
Comparing a woman to wonderful things.
Poetry | Updated Feb 16, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A beautiful 20-something woman in the 1950s finds herself reluctantly entranced in a passionate, but heartbreaking, love affair with a married man. How did this happen to me? she keeps asking herself, only to come to the realization that, deep down, she secretly hopes the two of them will be...
Christmas was our four year aniversary of when Brian and I met on line to chat ... Three years ago at christmas we set up Kinkybits on myspace to show our co-written storys and poetry .... This poem was written this christmas as the poem of us ... Maybe not our best poetry but gives readers a...
a cute AFRIKAANS story that i enjoyed a lot writing. a bit more upbat but very enjoyable.
By Dawn D Novotny
I married Joe DiMaggio Jr. when I was seventeen and he was twenty-one. These blog series are about my connection to Marilyn Monroe the movie star. But it was Norma Jeane who was my young husbands friend, step-mother, idealized woman and sexual fantasy.
By Solo Girl
A play dedicated to my dying dreams.
**Finished** Callie Wilson is a seventeen year old who makes a lot of mistakes one which ends her to stay with her father for the summer a man she hated with every part of her. He has remarried and she now has a two step brother's and a step sister and while she is there. There is another guest...
By Dlcannon Reprise
taken from my book, "Like Something Of A Dream"
About a woman at a church I go to
By Matthew Brazwell
A poem about a couple getting married (from 2nd person, the person is in the crowd)