I'm participating in a weekly writing challenge: 100 words. Each week, Velvet Verbosity posts a prompt, and participants write 100 words, in any form, that evoke the word. This week's word: pleasure.
Sensuous
stillness of early morning, the sun rising pink and orange over steely Lake Michigan
laughter, tinkling or guffawing, rising and falling
swirling, sipping a glass of seductive pinot noir
colored leaves, or gentle snowflakes, floating to the ground
swimming in words, lapping through the pages of a thick novel
swaddled in a fleece blanket, pink
four layer cake, white with berry filling and whipped cream, or chocolate, with
sticky caramel pecan frosting, savored
sticky caramel pecan frosting, savored
samuel barber’s “adagio for strings,” soaring and hollowing
a warm hand pressed in the small of the back
the free-flowing scrawl of a fast-moving pen
I found myself drowning in sensation after sensation with your words. Thank you for a wonderfully pleasurable experience. ;)
ReplyDeleteAh..."Adagio for Strings." By far, one of the most gorgeous pieces of music ever written.
ReplyDeleteWow! Pleasure indeed! I esp. like the last line - how much pleasure we receive when the words just flow from our pens. :)
ReplyDeletethanks, dharmagirl!
vivid. I like it a lot.
ReplyDeleteReally dig the last two lines.
I am now intensely curious to hear "adagio for strings". Also, for some reason I'm now craving cake. Do you know anything about this?
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