Small Excerpt of short story - The Love Affair between Anna and the Midwest Plains

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Open Poetry #49

Small Excerpt of short story - The Love Affair between Anna and the Midwest Plains

Tomer
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since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2014-02-09 05:57 AM

Small excerpt of Anna Story

( Sorry I know it's in more of a poetry format) I hope we can keep it here.  If not, feel free to move it.  Cheers

They met under the brief passage of the bridge, just east of where they first locked eyes like Stoney lake; where pebbles flashed waives against the quiet current. was the way her heart wandered, with such poise, yet she carried a belief that the man from the other side of town could reinvigorate her - could somehow move her skin from east to west and place his palms along her thighs, cream;  skin tight, like he was on Sundays time, but what if Anna was merely a part of his routine? She was where the heart roamed and even in her plight, she always returned his set of hands and placed them across his chest. Just so he knew she wasn't simply a pawn for his affection.

When Anna and him were together, it was grace - delicate. Even if he was nature, chaotic, he still loved the heart of a woman.  He still treasured every time she moved her hands across his neck like a gentle ode to their cotton pillow, awaiting their brushes of hair against their queen size bed. At the crux of Anna's heart, she never wavered , never left her skin too naked for the night to draw judgement. He loved her even if her imperfections seemed to bother the mirrors disposition.  For a woman's grace is never perfect, but it's the way you look at her with such admiration, with such ease, that she begins to unfold into you like the leaves of autumn. With her auburn hair, strands, waving across his chest, ever so fleeting, it's unforgettable.  It's those first cobblestone tiles you walked across when you first met near the Hudson River. For the most blissful of moments never last as long as you want them to, while heartache seems to linger far too long.  Anna was a hopeless romantic but a realist more importantly. She always listened to her body.  And through the countless heartaches, she understood that there's a reason we dream, for life, especially love, has no boundaries, so she stayed cautious to the wind, until the time would eventually be right for her to immerse herself in another love affair, again.

Anna's resolve is what made her so magnetic. Dressed to the nines - shades of rose, red lipstick  setting the back colors to the northern mountains she wandered through each and every night. For we all yearn for someone to lean our sleeves against to the bend of our neck.  For the love of Anna never waned, and if it came too easily, it was simply just another sad casualty in the long line of broken hearts.

Cheers

Tomer

[This message has been edited by Tomer (02-09-2014 09:51 PM).]

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

1 posted 2014-02-09 09:51 PM

Sorry, everyone, the email that was forwarded over accidentally pasted a few paragraphs twice. This is the refined version.

Cheers

Tomer

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