love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
The Party at The Lake
The Party Near the Lake The buzz was in the air about Renee's Big House Party. Renee is a bigger than life person that was very tall, long brown hair, shapely, very over developed, thick girl but very beautiful but looked older for her age and played the part. She would give a strip teases on the high school bus home every evening. This bus was packed every day they knew Renee was going to be on it. When she got close to the end of her act she would show a little breast and the boys would rush in and try to rip off her clothes. It was scary and exciting at the same time.
By Candace Sinopoli Bennett 5 years ago in Humans
Nine Greek Words for Love
Think about words as bottles where we store feelings. For example, there is a Greek word to “bottle” obsessive and selfish love. There’s also a word for that serendipitous chemistry between two human beings. A word for that feeling that triggers endorphins and love chemicals all over our brain.
By Eyda Ayerdi-Seibel5 years ago in Humans
Patience and Presence
Gerald, a smartly dressed man with half rimmed glasses, a gold watch on his right wrist, and a brief case full of documents had just left his office at 321 Hemming Drive, a ten-minute walk from the corner of Jefferson Street and Jackson Way. After a long day at work, his tired eyes had a glimmer of hope while he tapped his foot on the concrete waiting for his beloved, Reign. Gerald is an inpatient man. He hemmed and hawed for at least fifteen minutes. The cars kept rolling, the people continued to cross the street in their winter wear, closely huddled together to keep warm. Gerald stared off into the distance hoping that beyond the buildings, Reign would finally appear. Another fifteen minutes went by. Gerald looks at his watch and looks back up. It’s 6:45pm. No sign of Reign. He looks back down at his watch and it begins to snow. At this point, Gerald is concerned.
By Karina Matlock5 years ago in Humans
Silhouette of an Owl
A barn owl swept through the sky; its silhouette, for a moment, blocked out our view of the moon through the skylight. I sighed with the beauty of it all. The night sky was lit up by the moon and stars above our heads. Candlelight flickered on the wood-paneled walls. My lover sighed as she nestled further in my arms.
By Kate Strand5 years ago in Humans
