Eyes flirting, hands trembling, touching, teasing,
discovering all the right places...

Saturday night, country girl puttin' on her city...
Short leather skirt, boots shined to the nines...

Words wielded with surgical precision
through an alcoholic stupor...

Tired, weary, worn out,
this day filled with misery...

Quietly spoken with a smile,
sweet words, come here my little fawn...

--------------Grief
-------horrific, repugnant...

(written for a club contest using at least 15...
Petey the penguin, has quite an ego...

She takes a deep breath
and steps through the door...

Giving a voice to thoughts and feelings,
writing and speaking words of adoration...

Season of renewal, splendid Spring.
Tantalizing time of growth, new life it brings...

Waitin' on sunshine so bright.
nothing but rain in sight...

In the midnight hour
when sleep won't come...