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Daily Prompt: Entertain

The way he pulls that
Spotlight lamp across his
Chest, saying I’m Ironman!
Or putting on her frocks
Setting the next fashion trend –

Silly funny boy.

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Daily Prompt: Evoke

All he takes, a
Breath of whisper, to
Evoke the beast, beneath
Her angelic face.

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Daily Prompt: Carve

Deeds carve our days, so
Dreams shall our nights
Adversity carves the spirit
Kindness lends some respite;

Destiny carves the path
Friendship lightens the load
Attitude carves the journey, but
Faith shall bring me home.

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Daily Prompt: Treat

It’s sort of like
Working hard the whole day
Getting home all tired and
Opening the door to

Lovely peace.

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Daily Prompt: Conversation

Aspire me, thence
To converse less with machines
And more with real life.

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Daily Prompt: Proclivity

He has puppy eyes
She has a seductive pout;
He is medieval chivalry
She is fluid charm;
In between a million
Proclivities, drawing them
Together, spellbound.

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Coffee, Tea Or

We walked back to the car, him armed with provisions from the convenience store, me with two bottles of iced coffee.

We opened the car doors and scrambled in; it was freezing.

He took a swig from his bottle of iced tea, then turned and offered it to me.

“Want some?”

“Nah weather’s too cold. I need hot tea.”

“Alrighty,” he said.

He took another swig, keeping the fluid in his mouth this time. Suddenly, he swiftly turned and leaned towards me while I gasped and pushed him away, him laughing at my glare.

Ignoring him I opened my bottle, then tilted it at my mouth and felt the cold brew gushing down my throat. Much needed fuel for the caffeine addict.

“Do you want some?” I offered.

“Sure, but I want it hot,” he grinned.

“How hot do you want it?”

“As hot as you.”

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