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Artist’s Block #1

Art keeps calling me...beckoning me to fall between the sheets of sketchbook paper...rolling across the surface of a canvas bed, wanting me to soak the surface with passion and paint...but I can't lie down here. My heart is frozen in a state of fear and self-denial. I'm gazing out the window, chasing after things that… Continue reading Artist’s Block #1

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Questions & Revelations

Precious One, You're still on site. You're still living amongst the wreckage of the plane crash. You thought there were no survivors because you looked up and saw that you were alone. The man who was on board with you got out using his parachute LONG before the plane even took that nosedive. The very… Continue reading Questions & Revelations

After Hours..., It Was Written...

Chanm Lensomni #1

"Did you miss me?" he asked in a hushed tone as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and nuzzled his nose into her hair. "Not as much as you hoped I would," she scoffed in reply. "Obviously you didn't miss me very much at all." "Hey now," he said, sounding genuinely taken aback.… Continue reading Chanm Lensomni #1

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Where’d You Go?

"Oh baby, where'd you go? I need you here with me..." Lying awake in this bed once again, I'm so lonely without you. These visions I have in my head just won't fade and I don't know what to do. At the risk of sounding like a sad 90s R&B song, I can't help but… Continue reading Where’d You Go?

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I watch your body's movement Its language I'm so attuned to Your eyelashes lower suggestively And I get caught up inside... A sensation I can never seem to get used to The warmth of your gentle fingers Caressing me Graceful and full of meaning I become so overwhelmed with passion Seeking my Soul deep in… Continue reading 1

After Hours..., It Was Written...

4:44 a.m.

How many songs can you sing to me about rain? Do you count each drop that glides down your windowpane? Or do you let the sound sink in until you drift away into a dream where it's just you, your Inner Nature, and the applauding Heavens? © 2015 K. N. Dozier. All rights reserved.

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A Summer Sunday

Nia thought that there couldn't possibly be any end to the enchantment of nature's glory under the sun. How very right she was. Feeling the sensation of fresh, warm emerald green grass underneath her bare feet as she skipped through the field made her giggle like a little child, feeling even more alive. Her caramel… Continue reading A Summer Sunday

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Girl Talk

-- Girl, why do you keep chasin' after that man like a lost puppy who thinks it's found its owner? If he wanted you, he woulda at LEAST noticed you by now. -- Girlfriend, who do you think you foolin'? All those love letters you keep writing....and NEVER sending. *snickers* Lord KNOWS desperation wasn't a… Continue reading Girl Talk

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It Was Written (4)(H)

Dear You, You couldn't be any further from happy than you are right now. Not everything is all moonlight and rose petals on silk-covered beds. I can see it in your eyes...those are the windows I'm climbing through. I can see all the barriers in every wrinkle in your nose and the furrow of your… Continue reading It Was Written (4)(H)

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It Was Written (3)(H)

Dear You, I caught you staring at me before you realized that I realized that you were staring at me, so you quickly turned away a half second too late. Do you realize how much I want to love you back? Do you see that I'd rather be standing with you under the Sun? Tell… Continue reading It Was Written (3)(H)