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Random First Lines:This is not a novel but a series of short stories on how animals and select species came to be. » Read
NOTE- This is sort of a prolouge than a summary...so yeah :/
Linne stopped, sniffed and watched. The smells of diffrent animals become farmiliar when you live in the forest for 10 years. Linne watched the 8-year-old girl at her park. She was crying, but why? Purple ribbons flew into her face...
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
SILK ... Come And Feel The Touch of Silk On Your Skin
By Carlos Lwanga
My hands on her skin
Poetry | Updated Oct 8, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A short poem about love and death and human nature.
Poetry | Updated Oct 8, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Izzy Maxx
I wrote this after I told a boy I like him, and now he is my boyfriend. I never showed him this poem, but maybe I will someday. (He told me he loves me! And I love him too!)
Poetry | Updated Aug 18, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
here is the result of the five words lionheart gave me. i had a bit of fun with the words after the initial omg what will i do with these, lol. hope you enjoy...........
within these satin sheets shall I show you the pleasures of the heart and flesh
Poetry | Updated May 30, 2008 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
on December 3. Â© All rights reserved
Silk and Satin, the wedded pair,
individualized sensations conjoin.
Eau Di Vie, the tie that binds,
cocoon laminated flesh.
Voluptuous Venus, Goddess statuette,
stirred emotional myriad.
A new day has dawned,
and the sun's on its rise.
The stars fade elegantly,
while the night ebbs away.
The sensation of satin, will excite your love life.
Poetry | Updated Jun 23, 2007 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
When I left school into the murky undergrowths of college...