All the Ages- (a love story) by avsongbird as read aloud on my youtube channel

All the Ages (a love story)- by avsongbird

"All the ages"- a love story by avsongbird

All the ages- a love story by avsongbird

"Down the Corridor" - an original short story by avsongbird read audiobook style on my youtube channel

I miss you-- a love letter

I miss you- a love letter
(This is from another love story I wrote a few years back. It's still one of my favorites, and I often find myself going back to read the story all over again. I hope you enjoy it.)

God, how I miss you.
Your innocence, your faith, your eyes.
Your fearlessness.
I miss the way your eyes light up with your smile.
I miss the feel of your lips on mine.
Your slender fingers playing whisperingly over my skin
In seeming innocence, as though you didn't know that
You set my soul on fire with just one touch, one look.
One kiss.
I catch myself saying your name at odd moments,
Just for the tingle of excitement that always passes through me
Whenever I say it aloud.
I lie in my bed in the dark and whisper your name into the darkness,
And I imagine you're there with me, your arm around me
As it once was.
I miss the way you always reached out for me while you slept,
When you were too lost to your dreams to even realize you were doing it.
I miss every second of every day we spent together.
I miss your thoughtfulness and the sound of your voice.
And more than all of this, I miss the smile you always saved
Just for me.

Down the Corridor

http://avsongbirdshortstories.blogspot.com/2015/06/down-corridor.html

Memories of the meadow

              I can still remember the warm, rich smell of the tall grass in the late spring, and feeling the heat in the air hinting at the fact that summer was right around the corner. I can still remember the feeling of the late afternoon sun shining down on my upturned face, and the warm presence of the blanket against the backs of my knees, and the lengths of my calves.

               I can still remember turning my head to watch his chest rising and falling in that peaceful rhythm as he slept on beside me, and the way his full lashes curled over his closed eyes.

               I could have lain there forever, just watching him dream, feeling peaceful and content and safe and loved as I'd never before felt in all my years on this good earth.

               I never knew what love was before our paths crossed in the woods that day. Was it only a few months ago? It seems a lifetime ago now since then. Days of laughter, days of tears.

               It was another life, for both of us. And knowing now that such peace, such love, such joy could exist, I wouldn't trade a single hardship or sacrifice that I faced in my previous life-- in any of the previous lives I'd led-- knowing that they led me to that meadow, and to the one who shared in such sacred and precious days with me. 

               In times of darkness, in times of fear, and doubt, and dread, I remember the days we spent together in the tall grass, laughing and talking, with no thought but to love one another, to enjoy the time we'd been granted to be together for however long it would last. I always feel myself renewed by such memories of the love and life I found in those precious days, of innocence and happiness and tenderness, and I carry on with my soul strengthened, renewed by such tender memories of young love.

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 I you liked this excerpt, and would like to hear more of the story, and learn more about the characters, and the sort of lives they led, and the roads that led them here, please, feel free to comment or share this with others, and drop me a line to let me know. 

I look forward to sharing stories with you in the future-- stories of romance, adventure, mystery, humor, and horror.