The Fall

The Fall

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

 

Misted platinum wafting by lures a nymph to dance,

Sprinkles falling, laughter rising, spinning pure romance.

Fragile wings spiral higher, flirting with the sun.

Captured by a passerby, innocence begone.

Discarded leaves tumble past in muted reddish hues,

Coldness slowly settles in, vibrance does recuse.

Sadness looks with longing eyes out into the world,

Kindness brings a soft caress, silken wings unfurl.

Loving smile, a whispered touch, sends a soul to soar.

Bonds are broken in sweet flight, freedom evermore.

To the heavens angel flies, heartbeat starts to stall,

Grounded, solid arms do reach, there to catch the fall.

 

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Blame It On The Moon

Blame It On The Moon

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Black velvet sky ablaze with stars,

Truly blooms the love of ours.

A smile lights up a stolen glance,

Lovers blessed to have the chance.

Snowy egrets take to flight,

The pair on wing into the night.

We dash away to take our time,

A feathered touch, so sublime.

Thermal currents make me soar,

Waves crash down upon the shore.

I hold you close, floating high,

From every gasp and trembled sigh.

When sleep claims us way too soon…

                   … I blame it on the moon.

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Sweet Saturdays ~ Colors of Fall

I love fall. Thank you for sharing your fall with us, Tamie. You and Keats both took my breath away. 🙂 … Kat Bastion

Bookish Temptations

Sweet Saturdays

It’s Saturday morning, and here in NC it’s feeling like fall…at least in the mornings. The air is crisp outside…which I like. Yeah…I’m one of those who favors temperatures in the 60’s and 70’s, so my two favorite seasons are Spring and Fall. The leaves haven’t begun to turn colors here yet, but they will soon…

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Heaven… Found

Heaven… Found.

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

I settle into the moment.

Time stalls.

The world… falls away.

I nestle closer.

Lips… nuzzle.

Pulse… thrums.

Musky scent… intoxicating.

Salty taste… captivating.

Strong arms embrace.

I sigh.

Warmth spreads.

Silence reigns.

A moment… forever captured.

Safe.

Protected.

Loved.

I am… unbound.

Heaven… found.

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

A Love Affair With Words…

A Love Affair With Words …

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Do you have a love affair with words?

Have you vibrated when you’ve found the perfect morsel, a rush of satisfaction firing through your veins when you know only that single descriptor will do above any other?

Do you obsess about your own?

Have you moaned in need, knowing exactly what you want to say… but it’s just out of reach, on the tip of your tongue, tormenting you with a taste… but not quite gaining substance?

Do you crave them from others?

Have you searched for that secret place of solitude, away from the world, where you can escape for an hour, or two… or many… into a dreamland spun by another?

Do you find yourself addicted?

Have you strived to find that sweet spot of balance and rhythm, a natural ebb and flow, teasing a heart-felt work of art from a cold slab of marble?

Do you long to turn the most mundane into something spectacular?

     … {smiles slowly} ….

To walk into a British car auction, testosterone pinging in the air.

In an arena dominated by wealth, your pulse accelerates as the journey unfolds.

The sensuality… palpable.

Your gaze travels the room until… your breath catches.

She lies there in beautiful repose, the object of your desire.

Exquisite curves beg for your touch.

You lick your lips.

Unbidden, your body leans closer.

The eyes of a voyeur stare deep into her soul.

Bared for you to devour.

You imagine sliding in…

The fit tight… but perfect.

She hugs your body as if the two of you were created together.

Your fingers slide over her soft, supple skin.

A firm grip… takes control.

You swallow hard, slamming zero to sixty in record time.

And still… you push her harder.

She takes everything you have to give her and screams for more.

You shift gears…

She responds… purring…

Faster…

Hotter…

Forcing…

Vibrating…

The auctioneer’s voice over the intercom interrupts the two of you and you snap back to the room. You stare back longingly at her. The moment was shared. The erotic experience happened. The memory, a snapshot forever kept in the album of your mind.

… {inhales deeply} …

Do you have secret liasons with your thesaurus?

Have you squealed in delight when a “word of the day” account followed you on Twitter, following back the decadent account with breathless anticipation of a beautiful relationship?

… {whispers} … I –so- have…

Do you have a love affair with words?

I do…

Your Favorite Shoe,

Kat Bastion

© 2012 by Kat Bastion

Morgan Locklear…Wordslinger (September)

This is an excellent post on dialog in writing from Morgan Locklear. Sharp dialog is so very crucial to pull the reader into the moment.
Thank you, Morgan!
Kat

Bookish Temptations

It’s the first day of September peeps, and you know what that means right?!?

Yup…Morgan is in the house with his monthly Wordslinger. Now that’s the way to begin a new month…

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