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Too Late- Friday Fictioneers 12/28


I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, and great holiday. Friday fictioneers par Ms. Rochelle is on again, and this week’s photo is courtesy of Jean L. Hays. This week I have come up with a short story, comments and constructive criticisms are most welcome. Please feel free to participate in this writing challenge. Have a lovely weekend, and many thanks always.

Image courtesy of Jean L. Hays

Image courtesy of Jean L. Hays

The coffee wasn’t the best in the neighborhood, but the service was excellent, and it helped that the girl of his dreams, Sandrine worked there. Alec spent many mornings sitting and peering through the window of Fulton Coffee house…he dreamed of holding her…loving her…but was too shy to say a word…

Today however, he had written a poem from his heart… words of affection for the waitress who made his heart skip three beats at once…he had stayed up all night to write it…

Sandrine came rushing in, smiles all about her freckled face…”Maman, Éric m’a demandée de l’épouser” she said flashing a giant diamond on her dainty finger…

Alec’s coffee mug crashed slowly to the ground…


If This Be Our Last Winter

If this be our last winter my love

Then let us lie in the arms of lust drunk on its seducing juices
Flame, desire, and mad hunger on our lips

Kiss stained teeth clenched in passion
Soft strong arms locked in affection
Our all five senses tickled wild

In frosty whites very last moments...

Words Our Mouth Cannot

Electrifying, our kisses speak words our mouths cannot say
Passion lining every smooch as our tongues slips past wet lips
Hands moving in choreographed direction to arched backs

Early Morning Urge

My femininity desires you
Welling from the pits of my tummy
My delicate senses are awake and in awe

Love and lust for your masculinity
Consuming my strengths
I am weak in thoughts of you

Hoping your presence
Results in a touch
A kiss…
A hug…

A lingering embrace
So uncontained
It’s passionate and raw
Wild and untamed

Satisfying this unusual
And much welcomed
Early morning urge

To “know” you anew

At The Captivating Sight Of You

These flutters
Pink and blue butterflies
I think they are
Lodged between my throat, my gut
And my beating soul

Begging to be freed
At the captivating sight
Of you

*Hugs and love for a swell weekend*

To Lie In Your Arms


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How I would love to lie in your arms
Sipping fine aged wine
As you nibble on exotic and sweet fruits
Dark chocolate pieces all about

Your sultry voice whispering amusing seduction
Enchantingly into my heart
My spirits soaring
With the evening breeze

Your love, my laughter
Both echoing out loud
As our eyes full and alive

Heartily take in Rome’s beautiful architecture

Written With You In Mind


This Monday
Let delight take over

Relish this said Monday
Savor it’s grace
For it belongs to you
Your wish and will its every command

On assignment from love
This Monday does your bidding
Bearing kind words doused with warmth
Joy sincerity and love
Caressing your heart ever so gently
Its pleasures fulfilling you

Let these words with books scattered
All around keep you company

Lulling you to sweet slumber
When darkness quietly creeps in
Smiley dreams of Monday’s delight
Cozying you sweetly

Let this Monday wash waves of delight
Over your tired weary soul
Ghosts of Mondays pasts
Fading into eternal oblivion
Weekend desires engaging you

Rest relaxation gratitude and
Peaceful solitude slowly slipping in

Your soul finding comfort
In the pleasure of these kind words
Warms up swiftly with passion
Knowing these words
Are especially yours

Written with you in mind

* Specially for For Ste J*