scooterbug8515 Posted September 18, 2017 Share Posted September 18, 2017 The Prompt I'm using: Quote You may NOT use SOUND or SIGHT in your writing Darkness can be isolating and yet that was where we found each other. I know nothing more about you than the warmth of your skin and the softness of your touch and the lone sweet aroma that fills my lungs when you are near. I imagine you are beautiful for that is what you are to me with silken hair that is cropped near your face. Our moments together are silent yet blissful as my hand take their time to learn you. The thin bridge of your nose that slopes downward leading to your full soft lips that contain your heated breath as you slowly exhale against my skin. My fingers then drop to the tenderness that is your throat which I can feel move slightly as you inhale once more exposing it even further for my fingers to trace. Eventually, I stop my hand resting on your chest where I can hear and feel the steady beat of your heart. The one thing that tells me you are alive and that this is not the imagining of a desperately lonely man. Your chest rises and falls as you continue to breath but it is your heart that enthralls me. I can feel it quicken with anticipation as my other hand laces into your hair pulling you closer. Touch is no longer enough, there is more. I need to taste those sweet lips as they press against mine feel your heart flutter under my love and touch and know we are one as I feel the same elation running through me to have this sweet moment lost in the dark. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WindingArrow Posted September 22, 2017 Share Posted September 22, 2017 You see the wide eyed look of wonder on Groot's face in your signature? That was the look on my face as I read these beautiful words! Oh my Rowling! And it's not just the utter intimacy of this snippet, it's the love and tenderness that just emanates from every word. This is gorgeous. I'm rather in awe. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scooterbug8515 Posted April 29, 2018 Author Share Posted April 29, 2018 My brain doesn't want to write, so I came here again. I'm using a first line prompt. Quote If there ever was a ‘once upon a time,’ this was not it. If there ever was a 'once upon a time,' this was not it. This was more like a 'happily ever after' only minus the happily. This was ever after, a long and agonizing ever after. The movies always depict the end of time the world post the apocalypse as something fanciful, something that while dire ends up being filled up with hope. Fantasy all of it. Those movies are happily ever after compared to the life I live now, but what can you expect from Hollywood, nothing but lies and false hope. This is reality, and it is my reality. I wake to Tom jumping up onto my chest. If ever something was going to wake you up, it would be a 15lb cat jumping onto your chest forcing all the air out of your chest. I'd hate the cat but in a world that was destroyed and ravaged by zombies who are also all beyond death, he is my only living companion. "I'm up, I'm up," I say hoarsely to him hand giving his knicked gray ear a scratch. He gives me an appreciative mew though love isn't the only thing he wants, he wants to be fed, and I am all too happy to oblige him simply for the companionship, it's why haven't ventured out far into the world. I've got Tom, a steady generator that I can keep charged and an endless supply of food. There's something to be said for taking up residence in an abandoned Super Walmart. I may very well have everything I need to survive for whatever length this nightmare of a life I have left to live - this is my ever after and I hate it. *I may have to expand this into a full story but this felt like a decent stopping point. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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