Quintessence
November 7, 2016 Leave a comment
When the man
and the woman
arrived at the party
together
they never
kissed or hugged
or held hands like lovers
yet something electric
radiated
between them.
The people noticed
that the room became
a little brighter
and they saw that she
was very protective of him
and he
was very protective of her
and their emotions
seemed exposed
on their very skin
and appeared to run
ancient and deep.
When they looked
at each other
their knowing smiles
glowed a regal purple.
Their names
when spoken together
seemed like something
out of Shakespeare.
The energy that flowed
between them
was both electric
and loving
and familial
but too intense
for brother and sister.
No cross words
ever passed between them
as if they held their caring
which appeared strong;
fragile and precious.
When they left
the room became
a little darker
and duller
and more ordinary
and the…
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Pisces Rising
August 15, 2017 Leave a comment
Nick Masesso, Jr.
“Fix your hair just right; put your jeans on tight, or wear a dress, so I can get it off real easy. Cause I’ve been thinking I’d, like to see your eyes; open up real wide the minute that you see me.” Up All Night – Counting Crows
Angelica sat in front of her dressing table mirror with her hair brushes, lotions and perfumes. She took down her hair. Looking over her shoulder she sensed the falling darkness in the hall as Angel swallowed the light on the stairs and listened as his familiar steps approached;
Angelica and Angel slept unaware until the sound of the milkman’s bottles clinking together on their stoop stirred Angel. Awaking he threw an arm over her soft breasts and tussled with the tangled bedclothes, a single muslin sheet that covered them, until he was pressing his muscled body fully against her, tightly; as if he were…
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