Into the depths of you by Minna Von Walden Into the depths The light of her eyes, a sparkle that moves his soul. An energy pulling him near, Closer, deeper into the depths of her. Never a touch, nor a caress, Lips parted, yet denied her touch. Her breath fluttering from her mouth, Breathing life…
That kind of love
That kind of I love you by Minna Von Walden I Love you. Not just an “I care for you kind of love” or lust disguised as love. But a feeling deep in my heart, in my soul, in my very being, a love so true that just the mere presence of it moves my…
Who is he?
Who is he and by Minna Von Walden Who is he that holds her heart? Who is he that loves her gently and fiercely? Who is he that carries her when she cannot stand? Who is he that brushes her hair from her face to see all of her imperfections? Who is he, but the…
Over
Over by Minna Von Walden She sat quietly. He knew it was over.
13 Creatives on Dealing with Disenchantment
I was recently asked how I deal with disenchantment as a writer, how do I create when I am not feeling creative. This article by Kayla Minguez at Pennedist.com was the result. Kayla collaborated with 13 creatives to get to the heart of how we are creative when there seems to be nothing there. Whether you are…
It’s his
It’s His by Minna Von Walden When she’s feeling weak, it’s his face she sees. When she falls to her knees, it’s his arms she needs. When she feels she has nothing, it’s his voice she hears. When the world throws her away, it’s his lips she needs. When she feels nothing but defeat, it’s…
Falling out of love with you
Falling out of love with you by Minna Von Walden Falling out of love with you. It’s changing. Yes. It really is changing. I loved you so completely, so deeply, so unconditionally. “I will always love you.” That’s what I always said. I believed it too, completely. I told you once, “I’m moving on, I’ve…
Did she?
Did she? by Minna Von Walden He dark brown hair pulled neatly away from her face. Flawless porcelain body carefully covered by a chocolate silk fabric. Her face innocent and shy. Delicate pearls dangling from her ears. More pearls adorning her neckline. She turned and looked back at me as she hurried to her destination….
Hiding in the shadows of beauty
Hiding in the shadows of beauty by Minna Von Walden Hiding in the shadows of beauty. A canopy of roses, walls of evergreen. A gentle, warm breeze caressing her face and rustling the soft flowing fabric of her dress. Delicate sunshine on her delicate skin. Bringing her as much peace as she could accept. As…
Why do I care?
Why do I care, I’m… by Minna Von Walden I saw your arm resting across her knee. What? I ask myself, what is that? Why do I care? Why did my heart drop a few inches? You are not mine. You are free to love anyone you want. I was the one that let you…
Meet me in ten
Meet me in ten by Minna Von Walden I need to talk to you, meet me at my office in ten minutes. She was a little worried as she read his text message. She was already nearby and arrived at his front door in just eight minutes. She opened the door to an empty room….
Was it real?
Was it real? by Minna Von Walden I think back to those days and remember you, Your smile, your laugh, your voice, your touch. Was it real? Were you real? Was what we had real? Were you only my imagination? A brightness to cure me. Did I create you from my creative blunders? Were you…
