REVERIE

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Lost in your own thoughts, you were painting in a dimmed room. Clothes, covered in a rainbow of colours – tiny dots of evidence of how you transform your vision onto canvas.

You didn’t hear me enter the room. I watched you for a while, patiently waiting for you to turn around. To acknowledge me.

Grubby hands, the roughness of your fingers and the dried out paint. You grabbed me by my neck and harshly pinned me against the wall, lifting me up off the floor a little. Pure fire in both of our eyes.

I have never been kissed before. Like THIS.

– Chatty Owl –

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65 thoughts on “REVERIE

  1. ramblingsfromamum says:

    I think us females all go there, some it’s as if it were yesterday, for others it was ๐Ÿ˜‰ x Happy Easter Ms Vixen..think that may have to be your new name. Like the short story from you.

  2. JK says:

    Wow, great picture. Is that you? It’s entrancing. The words too, the words spark the imagination, and as you know, anything can happen in the imagination.

  3. astraltravler says:

    Dear Chatty,
    Missed You. Mmmm I loved this piece, so Sensual. @Poetic said it best in her second reply. You my Friend have an Awesome talent! I like your style of writing.
    Anastasia

  4. jarredkeaneyeah says:

    fantasy fancy. I think it’s pretty clear he heard you enter the room and it just pissed him off how needy you were. He was working for crying out loud, so he hate-fucked you. art.

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