A Happy Ending!!!

She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.

When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.

When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out.

Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steamed. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting.

Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit. Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.

A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.

Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.

The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.

Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.

She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.

A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home…

Including the curtain rods!!!

I Love A Happy Ending, Don't You???

A Place I Know

A Place I Know

Off in a quiet place I know

sits a rocking chair where little girls go

to feel two arms so safe and snug

wrap around them gently in a loving hug.



And when they need some tender care

they come and snuggle in this special chair

and feel a heartbeat steady and slow

as a soft voice says, "I love you so."



With a soft Fuzzy Bear for them to hold

and words for which they're never too old

any time, day or night, any need or care,

they know that love is always there.



For as long as the shine comes from the sun

and the night stars twinkle, every precious one,

they can come to this place where a promise is gold:

"I love you forever," they will always be told.



© 1998 by Charity A.; originally published as "For bratt and screemer"

on the Divided Hearts forums, the predecessor of Mosaic Minds .

Desire

Desire

Reality is a dream in delusions
Sensuality the exploration of our senses
There is no real reality
For life is what we want it to be

Each thought, in reaching out
Searches to find the meaning
Of being in the core of creativity
And heaven is in the intimacy of our souls

As we collide and our thoughts implode
The blood of life mingles in a union
Of body and soul
And we find ourselves in improbability
Loving creatively

So it can be, it can happen
That two souls in the ethereal infinity
Can steer a course to collide
And in the collision
Love of a kind inexplicable is born

You see love at its most intense
Requires the improbable to be made
Possible and in that cradle of desire
Comes the most erotic, most spiritual burning

Desire born of our most powerful dreams
Our most primeval roots
Once nurtured has a path of its own fulfillment
And when two souls unleash such demons of desiring
There is unimaginable ecstasy

Floating out beyond the horizons of earthly pleasures
The creative energy of the two of us in thrustful
Exploration takes us to the palace of pearls
Of emeralds and sapphires, a goblet filled
With honey and ambrosia, in the silky clouds
Of unbridled euphoria

There is where I wish to go with you
And when we meet it will be as if we never left
Two passions unleashed in volcanic explosions
Our minds as one in everlasting, endless
Pursuit of spiritual pleasure
Our bodies intertwined in embryonic pulsation
Spinning in an extraterrestrial storm of
Fantasy and fulfillment

Michael David Coffey