At night I lay awake, her likeness casting dark shadows across my soul and senses, and my stomach throbbing away. I imagined her arms around me, lulling me into a phantom bliss, so frustrating, so unreal.

Stephen Mosley

Mots clés love soul night



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I’m scared that my world of reverie will soon spill from my head, splashing every horizon in its illusory shade until it’s all there is, and home will be a place I’m destined not to find, in this realm or the next.

Stephen Mosley

Mots clés life



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Happy endings? The only ending life allows us is death, and that’s rarely happy. So, until my happy death, I have to fill my life: fill it with monochrome feels and leading ladies.

Stephen Mosley

Mots clés happy-endings leading-ladies



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She had eyes that bore deep into his heart, bringing a sweet warm wave of assurance within; eyes that cradled him in the crisp black-and-white world on the other side of the picture, where life was, at least, beautifully lit.

Stephen Mosley

Mots clés love eyes



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