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A Touch of Witchcraft

Posted on October 19, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Breathless. Phantom pulse. Her heart embracing illusions, a craving powering her thoughts. How could it be? A spell cast upon her, the caster knowing not what they’d done Witchcraft, to it she must resort, a potion for love, for her … Continue reading →

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Impossible love

Posted on September 28, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Whispered gasp burning where touch not her own sparked. She was too old to be new, impossible by every measure. She —awaking, disbelieving— was unaware love existed. Well, not real love, not this love, not the kind that keeps you … Continue reading →

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Visitation

Posted on August 14, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Transparent silhouette, faithful apparition. Zealous, you were, in your devotion, as was your love so often. That last embrace lingers still, still my heart, catches my breath, though your arms aren’t here to hold me. You’ve become a caressing breeze, … Continue reading →

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Smoke on Fire

Posted on June 12, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Whispers of love, smoke on fire, flames lighting her imagination, her hands untied. Truth’s invisible veil, rapture’s touch, finding a heart that was holding her tight, its answer burning. Passion breaths dancing, skin alight, truth ignited what hid in the … Continue reading →

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Ever Always

Posted on May 15, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Ever she would, ever more reaching out, her heart failing, falling still. Ever she was touched, held close, everwell, the truth inside ever a lie Ever she feared she’d acknowledge the truth, in the ever of forever her love would … Continue reading →

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Holding Rain

Posted on May 8, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Waiting in the rain, tears collecting in her hand, waiting for her One, her someone, for no one. Someone for everyone, wasn’t that what she’d heard? If that was so, maybe her One had lost their way? Maybe she had … Continue reading →

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Her Eyes

Posted on April 6, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

What if others could see what she could see, beyond the hatred, and the cruelty, to the kindness, the love that was possible for all, for everyone. If, if only they could see a world made right, then maybe a … Continue reading →

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Writing Her Heart

Posted on February 27, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

He was back again, right where she wanted him, stepping into her story to haunt her again. Witty and charming, and oh so smart, he laughed and he loved and he respected her heart. She set fingers to the screen … Continue reading →

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Breathing

Posted on February 13, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Your breath, so slow, in and out, never could it disguise your skill at living. Inhales, exhales, in the evening, soothing in the minty coolness of night. Your breath, each breath, as I breathe, steals my senses, takes my breath … Continue reading →

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Alzheimer’s

Posted on February 9, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

To forget was to set life aside one piece at a time, to hollow the soul one memory at a time, to die before there was death, to take that last breath while still breathing, while still needing, while still … Continue reading →

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