Sudden Storm

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Kerrington McKenzie was out front of her house talking with her neighbor, Mary. The neighbor was gushing over a humorous date from the night before. She always had the worst of luck with the men she found on those dating websites.

It was a humid day. The sky was overcast and everything looked grey. A solitary drop could be felt upon Kerrington’s shoulders. The leaves above still dripped from last night’s rain showers. She was wearing white linen pants, a white tank with a blush pink sheer top. She left her hair down and curly today. There’s no point with this summer humidity. It kept blowing in her face and around her neck from the increasing wind.

Kerrington was always amused with these train wreck stories Mary shared. She was sure Mary embellished them to make the guys worse than they actually were, but she was a riveting storyteller. Kerrington kind of wanted the stories to be true.

The heavens opened before Mary could get to the good part. The ladies didn’t wait to say their goodbyes. They instantly took off running in separate directions for shelter.

From the time it took her to run back to cover, Kerrington was drenched. She was still laughing when he stepped into the garage. She had stopped to shake off the rain. The sheer top clung to her curves. He could see the faint detail of a white lace bra and matching boy shorts.

Nathan stood there watching her with a smile on his face. A crack of thunder sent her running for his arms. He grabbed her and held her tight. Kerrington hadn’t noticed Nathan, but wasn’t startled when his arms encompassed her. He smelled of man sweat. He had been working on his car all morning. The warm, humid day had made him quite ripe.

“You’re a stinky boy.”

“I thought you liked it when I’ve been working with my hands?”

“I do, but you need a shower!”

“Maybe I should just pick you up and carry you with me?”

“But I’m already soaking wet!”

“Not nearly as I intend to make you.” Kerrington blushed as he spoke.

“Hush.” She raised up on her toes and kissed him.

“Shall we?” He picked Kerrington up. She let out a small squeak and gave him a devilish grin.

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Watching The Storms On The Horizon

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Watching the storms on the horizon
Keeping my brim down low
The sunshine warming my back
Clouds; thoughts the Lord only knows
But it won’t always be this warm
Where I’m going, a chills to be found
Turbulence, but I’m forever loyal
Focused; I won’t let us run aground

Aroused By The Typewriter’s Bell

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Aroused by the typewriter’s bell

I’m salivating like Pavlov’s dog

Imagining caffeinated mornings

Walking the Sunset within the fog

Though those were forgotten emotions

I’m not able to repeat that form

So I do my best to feel the original

Sometimes I’m hard to notice before the storm

Detached From This Very Moment 

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Detached from this very moment
Divided from the tumultuous past
Cleansed of all those broken hearts
Never allowing those storms to last
Unplugged from the hatred spewing
Their immoral intent will not be condoned
Souls can’t listen when the mouth rages
Settle in; victory reached when love is shown

I’m So Happy, I’ll Dance You A Jig

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I’m so happy, I’ll dance you a jig
With my eyes open, these dreams so big
Still living this life with childhood eyes
Truth always revealed as the tears dried
Sailing ships, battered by wind & storm
Ignoring reason, logic & the accepted norm
Life gets hectic, it’s often a terrible mess
Never grow up, push past into happiness
Fairy influence & the magic it might behold
Let us go now & create a story that’s yet untold
Where love & insanity will always meet
The freedom within our wild heartbeats
Close your eyes, finding something lost
Your favorite memory forever embossed
Tossed into slumbering pages of a book
Captive audiences held by Captain Hook
The golden cutlass, the prize of his plunder
Sharp, but wit marks our Boy Wonder
The best things in life are never planned
Without remorse, we return to Neverland

Piecing Life Back Together

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Piecing life back together
Now that the winds no longer blow
We escaped the wilderness & the dark
How lucky, we shall never know
But the rooster still crows in the morning
Time for work, the Taxman still wants his share
No time to enjoy that cup of coffee
Emerging from the storm into a new nightmare

All The Dominoes Lined Up Perfectly

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All the dominoes lined up perfectly
Careful to make sure nothing descends
Foundations & structures relatively stable
We try to mask our fear, but it’s all pretend
The show must go on, in spite of internal toils
Lace up those boots & head out into the storm
Cinch the coat tightly around your broken heart
Prepare your soul, despair comes in many forms

Jig-Sawed Riddles On A Sea-Swept Beach

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Jig-sawed riddles on a sea-swept beach
Black-lined clouds remain ominous & fierce
Exploring the furthest reaches of an inner soul
Deflecting body language & departing words that pierce
Scotch whisky will really pack her in
Fireside chats stirring your lonely soul will keep you warm
Feeding your attention with this healthy essence
Stand fast, negative thoughts will precede the coming storm

my shadow screams like a thousand suns

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my shadow screams like a thousand suns
a gorgeous woman leaves but asks why
the power is from the sea of black lights
some will have to vision my delicate sky
thinking manipulated the eternity of dreams
i am drunk, recalling moments, driving me to cry
death is an essential smell, pounding music watches
storms trudge on through, but i must try
water sweats as he falls in love with her
the mist under a pink rose petal shines like spring
ugly lust floods and i cannot swim
the smooth gown worships bare skin, as she sings