There's something about the way you whisper in my ear our future plans
that makes me want you closer because I just want your pianist hands
to cup the rib caged bird that is my heart fluttering between us
while I quietly give blessings to all the girls before me who created the opus
that is you, the man I know I'll one day marry, my very best friend.
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R.C. Taylor
I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.
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Step One: Lose a child. Not what anyone wants to happen and nothing you can do to change it, but you can go through steps to becoming happy again. You can go through steps to loving again. You can go through steps to become a new you because after losing a child you will never be the same person you once were.
By Tabitha Hinkley4 days ago in Fiction
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This was really sweet!! I love it!
Beautiful and soooo touching! Really lovely work :)
Beautiful and soooo touching! Really lovely work :)
aw so beautiful without being cheesy! love the use 'pianist hands' and the last two lines draw it to a close masterfully! great job, Rachel!