Love at its best, forsaking all the rest. A tight squeeze caps it off.
Aberrant of what is, so should we shed tears, live in fantasy, and never abide or abide? You tickled my feelings and touched my heart so true . With my heart in your hand you squeezed out the life and replaced it with eternity. Now I'm forever in a world of joy and excitement with no need for restraining. No need for a regular beat of heart, but only your tight squeeze of hand. Ablative with your touch, abnegate of my own existence in your aura. The sun rises, shining its bright stunning light, I just sit like a puppet on strings, with no life, and no movement until you squeeze. With my life operating on your hand, I'm not boggled with clutter. My necessesities are few and my needs are minimal.
I surprised twist in this wonderfully romantic piece. One of your best!!
~Jackie~
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on September 16, 2003
Cut those strings.........maybe? If your happy don't cut them...Enjoyed your write....
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on September 16, 2003
"The sun rises,
shining its bright stunning light,
I just sit like a puppet on strings,
with no life,
and no movement until you squeeze.
With my life operating on your hand,
I'm not boggled with clutter.
My necessesities are few
and my needs are minimal."
PJ
An empathic young nurse driven to help and heal others since childhood after watching her mother languish for months before finally succumbing to cancer, Aziza Lopez abhors cruelty and suffering in any form. When she is assigned comatose patient Davi
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Sqeeeeeeza!!hehehehe!!
Love Tinka
~Jackie~
shining its bright stunning light,
I just sit like a puppet on strings,
with no life,
and no movement until you squeeze.
With my life operating on your hand,
I'm not boggled with clutter.
My necessesities are few
and my needs are minimal."
PJ
Hugs,
Teresa Emilie