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She

She says she does and doesn’t still. My love, my heart, my nightingale. I love her hard while we talk so fast. Sweet hurried words, loves sweet caress. A feel that is felt before, as my heart meets your chest. And ending comes with breathless reward. All I see is your face. -Opinionated Man 44.1…

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Turn

Do not turn away from me my beating heart. Let me hear you beat just one more time. I hear the sound of your want found  Your want finds me wanting it. As we turn about. We turn around as we found ourselves. And in ourselves we found what we were looking for. 5 -OM…

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Pain

How sweet is the clarity when you see through the pain. Seeing things you had missed when actions were the same. But now love is gone and so is the fog. The fog of war and love, the bog. Forward to firmer plain. How sad is the memory when you have known the pain. The…

Monster Attacks as a Teaching Tool

Originally posted on Bubbles and Beebots:
Some parents bribe their kids when faced with an avalanche of tantrums and whining. There are entire discussion threads devoted to the most effective toddler bribes. Other parents resort to scare tactics. A friend of mine once warned her daughter not to scream in grocery stores because monsters would hear her.…