rush January 31, 2017January 31, 2017by christophermcgeownwriting Kiss me like the waves Kiss the shore– Briefly, beautifully, With reckless abandon. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
#Confession. I was standing when I read this, because I’m on my mobile, and I literally stomped my left foot like a 2 year old does when she has a tantrum. I was that in awe. #onehundredfeels Loading... Reply
That feeling is reckless and addictive and human. I wish things could always be that simple — https://ruthmercury.wordpress.com/2017/02/01/the-problems-with-fire/ Loading... Reply
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Sounds amazing! That’s a kiss in every definition of the word.
thank you!
WOW!
Delicious
Unlike leftover food, your poems get better every day.
lol unless it’s pizza, pizza is always good
Good call. In my head I said “except pizza”
You used two of my favorite words in your wonderful poem…reckless abandon.
haha thanks
#Confession. I was standing when I read this, because I’m on my mobile, and I literally stomped my left foot like a 2 year old does when she has a tantrum. I was that in awe. #onehundredfeels
lolol thanks Myka:)
Love this one. 🙂
That feeling is reckless and addictive and human. I wish things could always be that simple — https://ruthmercury.wordpress.com/2017/02/01/the-problems-with-fire/
How about yes!
Gorgeous!
thank you:)