Drinks, dessert, doorway dance. Experiences of long ago.
Then tonight.
Doors opened, doors held, doors no longer slammed shut.
Teenage wanting wound tight in a stretched and scarred body.
Music, from inside her head, maybe the other room.
… “who’s got their claws in you my friend…into your heart I’ll beat again…”
Tell tale. Who knew it still could.
… “touch your lips just so I know, in your eyes, love, it glows so…I’m bare boned and crazy for you…”
Fingers on buttons, in hair, between lips.
A giggle, because she knows what’s to come.
Please let the lighting be kind.
… “I’m begging you to forgive me in my haste…”‘
Boots shed. Hands slide.
… “hike up your skirt a little more and show your world to me, in a boy’s dream…”
Eyes close.
She knows she will survive this.
- I wanted to write. Write what, who knows? So I clicked to the Write on Edge ladies who never disappoint. Today was a flash memoir. Ten minutes and three hundred non-fiction words based on one word – “Crash” – but I was itching for fiction, and this fell out. Forgive me my loves.
Now, take your bad self over to Write on Edge, and read much better words from more talented people who follow the rules.
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You and Dave Matthews… I needs me a fan. And a hankie.
Sexiest song EVER.
With Bon Jovi’s “Make a Memory” coming in a very close second.
Ahhh… your fiction is gooooood…
“she knows she will survive this.”- how awesome a line is that!
Thanks my friend
And she will.
Gorgeous piece, and a great song, too! I was hoping this wasn’t fiction, though
No.
I won’t click on over…because my favorite people are the ones that DON”T FOLLOW THE RULES.
And this is why I love you…
That song has inspired me too or um, my writing..yeah, my writing.
Awesome Ash.
Sexy, familiar yet not. Love it when you break the rules. Makes me feel almost young again.
Love this.
Awesome!! I love it…. every single word!
Love this. Really. And rule-following? Overrated in my estimation
I think this will come true for you.
And you? Your writing is already dancing. Man, I’ve missed reading your words. My fault, but I’m going to be a better friend. Promise.
Hopped over from Write on Edge. Love this – subtle sexuality and mystery. Great job! You’ve encouraged me to try my hand at some of the prompts.
Hello – I’m new here and following. More importantly – wow – loved how you spun your moment up there. Poetic, inspirational. Go girl! You ares o in my blog roll
Shah. X
Have yourself and great Christmas and New Year X
That was beautiful Ash. I see a few comments talking about a song…what song? I’d like to give it a listen.
Happy New Year my friend.
A perfect tribute to one of the world’s few perfect songs.
Hauntingly beautiful. Thanks!
Friend: Your “single teardrop,” I’m sure, rings with resounding thunder. Here’s to your heart, and hugs across the miles as you help your friend struggle with her loss.
I love how you say, “This fell out.” Because that’s how it goes, right, my friend? Those words of ours. We don’t control them. They control us. As always. As always. As always. Incredible piece of brilliance there. And now I will be singing that fabulous song all day.
Hey, and even though I’m not around so much any more, I’m still here. If you need anything read. If you need to think out loud. I am here, darling girl.
I’m so sorry about your friend. This week, after everything we’ve had, a friend of ours dropped dead at 45 years old. The circumstances are mysterious and sadly, I know in my heart, it was him being stupid, playing around with stupid, stupid things. I’m mad at him. So mad. And I will miss the joyful spark he made in this universe. My sympathies to you and your friend.
–Really Lovely.
Beautifully written. X