Focusing on what caused him to tremble
Embracing the terror he held in his hand
Allowed him to rise above that base emotion and use it to his advantage
Reaching for the top of the box he opened it and asked, “Will you marry me?”
These times she felt like she was being washed out to sea
It caused her to panic and thrash erratically
Diving in, her wife swam out to meet and support her
Emerging from the ocean of troubles she dried her off with her love
Striking him across the face gave her satisfaction
Which brought all activity in the room to a halt
It caused him to hesitate to react to her attack
Pirouetting away from him, she stormed her way out
Everything had gone to plan. No one would question if she had stolen anything.
The Art of Prose and Poetry
self-publishing
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Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
Sharing is Learning
Author and poet
Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
Story world
SkEtChEs of my everyday life through tiny words, artworks, quotes, clips, and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.
Never Short On Words 