Tiny Stories

I've been writing little stories since March of this year. Not sure how it came about but I really do enjoy what's been happening. As someone who does poetry and short stories, this is a huge adventure in self control. The idea of just taking a small piece of an idea or moment and putting it into a nice little bundle is difficult yet exciting. Think of it as  putting that moment you had that you keep replaying over in your head...it's a tiny story. There is no background info, no intro and no conclusion. It's just a moment. Kind of like a picture. Hope that makes sense. If not, don't worry, just read on and let me know what you think!

For clarification purposes, they don't have titles, just dates when they were created.

3/2014

That moment we stood face to face, almost touching but not. Letting the music flow around us. I smelled you. Wanted to devour you. But held back and kept my composure but knew there was no turning back. Didn't want too anyways. Made an excuse to touch you. The huntress has locked up with her prey and there is no way either of them would get out alive. But who's to say...that wasn't YOUR plan...
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4/2014
I watch you perform. You draw me into your world with no regret. I cannot stop wondering what goes through your mind, your body, as you move me with sound. You fall deeper into your zone. Pulling all the strings to our souls. Moving, shifting, engulfing space and time...all with your fingers. The drama unfolds all around you. Still you keep pushing the limits. Your passion becomes ours and the room is filled with a thickness. The rise and fall. The back and forth. The complete and utter dominance over us, is all yours and we gladly submit to your whims. There is no turning back. It's all left on the floor. YOU pulled it out of yourself and gave it to us to devour. And in return, we give you all the love that only the joy of life can exhibit during these times of pure happiness.
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6/2014
She grabbed him by the shirt collar and whispered in his ear, that it would be the end of them if he even considered hurting her. That they both agreed to cross this line together. All cards showing, no jokers in the deck. Normally, he would laugh and say something along the lines of "baby you know i would never" but the tone in her voice and the look in her eyes made it clear to him, this was a WOMAN...not a girl. And if he wanted to keep her around, he would have to be a MAN...not a boy. She was offering him something so very special and unique. She assured him, he was the only one she wanted but didn't hesistate to remind him, there was a line of suitors waiting to take his place if he slipped up. Clearing his throat, he pulled her closer by the hips and whispered into her ear something that made her loosen her grip on him and smile wickedly. Finally...a man that could give her that strong hand she yearned for. 
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