Fool’s Paradise

Chapter 4 Gold or Diamonds. Mallory wasn’t one for much jewelry. She didn’t have time to fuss with clasps or posts. The daughter of an engineer and a pediatrician never had much time to play around. Academics was the most important thing in the Holt household followed closely by playing a sport and volunteering. She…

The Wedding Guest

The day she received the invitation in the mail left her footsteps rooted at the curb Social media broke the news of the engagement She knew the nuptials were sure to come But to be invited to the ceremony wasn’t even in the realm of possibility Not the with sordid history she had with the…

This Is Goodbye

He was her weakness Brown skinned kryptonite The one person whose lips could make her throw caution to the wind Whose touch had her acting out of character He knew the power he held Wielded his affection as a weapon Used his love as an anchor Keeping her close even though he had no ambition…

Old Flame

The sip of robust coffee coated her taste buds Giving her tongue the hug her body ached for. Yearning for the embrace of his arms around her. Fulfilling those promises he texted her. It was suppose to be a romantic getaway just for the two of them A chance to meet again And rekindle that…

A Cereal Dater

The grumbling of her stomach woke her from her sleep She went to the cabinent for a midnight treat Cinnamon Toast Crunch Drizzled with honey Would do the trick She searched the shelves And stood on her tip toes to see if she missed some space in the back But her box of the sugar,…

Host

Five minutes later her tears dried the crack in her heart  swelled He was a leech Its was true but she loved him even though she was his host

A Solitary Being

  She was strange don’t you see… In this Tinder age Swiping for a good time Setting up a profile to hook a good match She’d been foreign to it all A touch. A kiss. A heart longing for another. She was an alien to intimacy An onlooker to infatuation and passion Was she a weird…

Time Will Tell

Time will tell If the person I see Is the person you are Or Just a mirage Of who I want you to be

Redolence

He told her he would be home hours ago So, she looked for him Waited for him Anticipated him Thought about all the misfortunes that could’ve happened to him Just before the waking hours He slid into bed As she rested her head upon his bare skin She discovered he didn’t smell like the man…

Type

You don’t know me You never will I’m not your type of girl I’m a little too real That’s cool with me ‘Cause I’m not for everyone I’m no happy meal I’m a feast fit for a king