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Return To Sender (Part Nine)
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Morning glided in through the window. Stirring the silken curtain....Bringing Bill out of a dream which would linger long into his day. He had dreamt of Mary Lou many nights during their romance....and now, yet again....another piece of heaven lay within the waking mind of this man. A dream which could bring to life a masterful write....a most stirring piece of poetic expression of deep love. Softly, ever softly he hummed....crafting a tune....one which might one day be a part of yet another chapter of his writings....though now, this tune floated the air, slowly wafting downward into the expanse of a cottage...tickling the delicate smooth ear of a woman, sleeping peacefully within her own bed..... Bill felt the urge to prepare breakfast.....Hunger often fueled the imagination. Perhaps a fresh carafe of coffee, slices of peach, mango and banana, toast lightly buttered, crisp on the edges. A Western Omelet sprinkled with a blend of Picante sauce topped off by bacon which was already crackling on the stove....Five slices.....three and two... or would there be a tug of war for the lone odd piece? Certainly he would allow her to win, if she so choose to be the brave one. When, he asked unconsciously...when would they discuss the matters for which she had come? Matters that affected her greatly. For she loved those two children, twins of a time when the passion rose and crested. When entwined hands joined two lovers as new lives were but tiny microscopic particles intermingling, becoming two beating hearts...their flesh, their blood. Soon, very soon he would know....and that moment would forge their destinies forever... A tantalizing smell crept across the kitchen floor, scurrying toward a closed door. Looking, searching....finding a crack....entering the room.....creeping slowly up the bedpost.....swirling, twirling around a pert little nose....until....a lone eyelid raised slightly...bringing forth a stretching of muscles beneath soft, smooth, warm flesh....eliciting a soft groan... for this rest was so needed...she awoke....hearing the soft humming of a song, familiar...yet unfamiliar...Lying there, unable to form the words that would ride delicately upon the hummed notes....she sighed...Mary Lou so enjoyed when he would hum a tune... Bill sensed her presence in the room....for her fragrance still lingered softly upon her skin. As the swirl of a morning’s fare did perk the senses of one, so did she he. Though she wore a robe, deftly cut to not reveal....Bill’s emotions stirred ever slightly. Unknown to him, her own emotions were rising within as well....Mary Lou stood behind Bill, to one side that she might observe the deft maneuvers of a master chef. Bill, becoming somewhat overwhelmed by the moment, began to fumble slightly at his task.....nearly allowing an omelet to escape the master’s grasp....to fall to the floor beneath....They both reached simultaneously to stop the fall, and in doing so....each stood....close....eyes locked in a knowing gaze....a light smack with a spatula causing her to come into his arms.....their lips resting upon cheeks...as their breath heatedly told that this was the moment. Bill lightly kissed Mary Lou, then softly nibbled a lip....tasting the wine of her lips... as toast neared a point beyond recovery.....This smell, so apparent, yet so ill timed caught them......Bill raced to the oven...removing the ever darkened bread slices... luckily....there was more...and more awaited them.... [This message has been edited by Magnus (12-20-2003 10:27 PM).] |
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Alicat Member Elite
since 1999-05-23
Posts 4094Coastal Texas |
This has been a rare treat, simply to wait for a bit, then to read from the beginning to this current session. This series, thusfar, has been delightful, with common everyday tasks being hit with a breath of fresh air, as each is woven with the greatest of care into the core of this work. Very well done, Magnus, and I do look forward to waiting for a bit to read the next parts, after they've accumlated a little.  |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Oh...that last little snapshot in the kitchen...yahuh. Oh yeah... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Barry..you are making me vary hungry! This was great! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Wonder what Martie's hungry for? Move over, I need to read the next installment! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
You've such an instinctive feel for this, Magnus~ Excellent, sir~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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