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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. Newer posts →. What I Felt Then and How I Feel Now. Your breath tasted hoppy and sweet. As you pressed your lips into me. Forcing me to breathe you in, to drink. The lingering hints of your brew. I was unprepared for such exchange. A shake of hands, a hug, an “I’ll call you again”. Would have sufficed, but a kiss? I am left to surmise if interest exists,. Or if it was just a progression of wits. And if I have just lost my own! September 24, 2014. Anyway, by the...
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What I Wished You Hadn’t said | The Lines of Sight
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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. What I Felt Then and How I Feel Now. Don’t Love Another →. What I Wished You Hadn’t said. The winds have all grown silent again. No more whispers through the leaves. That fall atop the harshly beaten limbs. That crashed to ground after the storm. Has raged and angrily brought them down. The bark sags, wetted by the rains. That washed away the layers hiding. Stains of memories decaying the mind. With pains of happiest of times-. December 29, 2014.
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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. Where I waited before,. March 23, 2016. I Just Wanted to Apologize…4 years too late. August 26, 2015. Bad Dating: The Corn Flake. This story is short, but not so sweet. It is pretty much a fool me twice situation. With that said, he can’t get all of the credit for this story; I was dumb enough to give him a second shot. Small world blah blah blah chatter and we agree to meet. May 10, 2015. Bad Dating: Part Eleventy Seven. May 10, 2015. I Leave You to Dig Alone.
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April | 2015 | The Lines of Sight
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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. Monthly Archives: April 2015. I Leave You to Dig Alone. I stopped dreaming of what could be. Kicked my feet up; I just sit back. As these holes we sink in grow. Grow deeper, darker and devoid of truth. Why even bother with the climb out now? I might fight to drive half a smile,. But only if caught, or maybe advised,. And just to depict a sense of “fine”. For those who need not know. That the smiles we hide behind. Are the only uses we have for one another now.
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10 | May | 2015 | The Lines of Sight
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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. Daily Archives: May 10, 2015. Bad Dating: The Corn Flake. This story is short, but not so sweet. It is pretty much a fool me twice situation. With that said, he can’t get all of the credit for this story; I was dumb enough to give him a second shot. So here goes: Guy messages me on a dating site and says “hey, I think that I follow you on Twitter.” Look him up and he’s right. Ha! Small world blah blah blah chatter and we agree to meet. May 10, 2015. May 10, 2015.
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Bad Dating: Part… Eleventy Seven | The Lines of Sight
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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. I Leave You to Dig Alone. Bad Dating: The Corn Flake →. Bad Dating: Part Eleventy Seven. May 10, 2015. This entry was posted in poetry. I Leave You to Dig Alone. Bad Dating: The Corn Flake →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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I Leave You to Dig Alone | The Lines of Sight
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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. Don’t Love Another. Bad Dating: Part Eleventy Seven →. I Leave You to Dig Alone. I stopped dreaming of what could be. Kicked my feet up; I just sit back. As these holes we sink in grow. Grow deeper, darker and devoid of truth. Why even bother with the climb out now? I might fight to drive half a smile,. But only if caught, or maybe advised,. And just to depict a sense of “fine”. For those who need not know. That the smiles we hide behind. April 23, 2015. Blog a...
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Don’t Love Another | The Lines of Sight
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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. What I Wished You Hadn’t said. I Leave You to Dig Alone →. Don’t Love Another. Though years may add great distance. To an already insurmountable divide,. On far fetched paths hope still travels. Where on such journeys a heart may abide. In your favor, my own still resides. Waiting, wild as ever, for your return. And it aches for a voluntary reply. To either reunite, or of absolute denial. Was, in fact, the flame fully extinguished? January 4, 2015.
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Bad Dating: The Iron Fist | The Lines of Sight
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The Lines of Sight. For words never spoken. Bad Dating: The Ass Kicker. What I Felt Then and How I Feel Now →. Bad Dating: The Iron Fist. So here is my tale; I’m just sorry that it won’t be funny like the rest of my dating tales. A guy knew I existed? What guy would want to date me? Could I get him to break up with me by doing something horrible to make what he said true? Would the next swing he took be at me? Who could I tell? Who could I turn to? No one would believe me! For a while, even after graduat...
