Saturday, December 31, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 110


#HappyNewYear2023 from Mr. 'n' Mrs. C 🌞❤️🌻!


Please enjoy 2022's last

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 110


"Happy New Year!" He grinned at her and then gave her a resounding kiss.


"So far so good," she smiled and contentedly tucked herself under his chin.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Friday, December 30, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 109


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 109


"There is something you fail to realise," she purred as she gently nibbled at his lower lip. 


He had to clear his throat before he could ask her what. 


"The only thing keeping you from pushing me down on this carpet and taking me right here and now is you."


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Thursday, December 29, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 108


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 108


His sister had told him once before he came out into the world that if a girl glanced at his mouth more than once it meant one of two things. Either he had jam on his lip or she was wondering what it would be like to kiss him. He turned his head away for a subtle second and quickly licked his lips. There was no jam.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Wednesday, December 28, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 107


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 107


His eyes searched the room knowing she must be there. She was. She sat in a corner surrounded by suitors for whom she cared not a jot. She had come out of obligation, fully prepared to be bored senseless. She felt surprise akin to shock when her gaze drifted up and locked with his. Her blush was all the encouragement he needed. He crossed the room before her heart could begin to beat again and took her by the hands. His first question was unexpected, "Is there any mistletoe about?"


"The dining room doorway," she breathed.


"Will you accompany me to the dining room doorway, please?"


Fortunately she knew the quickest route there.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Tuesday, December 27, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 106


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 106


moon and mistletoe


the perfect pairing for a


Christmas evening kiss


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

#haiku #kiss #poetry #poem #Christmas

Monday, December 26, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 105


 #AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 105


She wore a flowing magenta and gold kaftan that whirled around her in the sea breeze which also stirred her hair as if it were a separate living thing. Everything about her was in motion from her fluttering heart to her shaking hands to her tremulous emotions. He held her gently. She felt brittle enough to break until he softly pressed his lips to hers and she melted.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Tuesday, December 20, 2022

Fais de beaux rΓͺves, Rayons de Soleil!


Sweet dreams, Sunbeams! 

Fais de beaux rΓͺves, Rayons de Soleil!

🌞❤️🌻❤️😻😻😻❤️πŸ”πŸ”

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 104


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 104


He inhaled deeply as he bent to kiss her. She smelt of almonds. He thought it must be her shampoo, but it was just the cyanide.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction #mystery 

from Twitter #vss365 #prompt #thunderbolt


 "Have you heard of Colpo di Fulmine?" she asked.


"Love like a thunderbolt, what the Italians call love at first sight, I've heard of it."


"Ever experienced it?"


"No."


"Oh." She wasn't quick enough to hide a tear before turning away.


That's when it hit him.


from Twitter #vss365 #prompt #thunderbolt

Monday, December 19, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 103


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 103


'Out On A Limb'


"If I'm barking up the wrong tree please say and I'll back up, beg your pardon, and behave myself." He bent his head slowly to press her lips in a tender kiss.


"You've definitely got the right tree."


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #tree #microfiction #FlashFiction

Fais de beaux rΓͺves, Rayons de Soleil!


Sweet dreams, Sunbeams! 

Fais de beaux rΓͺves, Rayons de Soleil!

🌞❤️🌻❤️😻😻😻❤️πŸ”πŸ”

#cats

Sunday, December 18, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 102


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 102


As I stood watching the fireworks, I felt the warmth of him as he came to stand beside me. I felt his hand cautiously slip into mine, his long fingers weaving themselves between my own.


I felt a thrill as his soft, deep voice murmured, "Is this alright?"


All I could manage for the moment was a bare, "Yes."


Then I turned and took his face between my hands, "Is this alright?" I drew him down into a kiss.


His response was decidedly in the affirmative.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Saturday, December 17, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 101


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 101


He caressed her cheek with his fingertips as though reassuring himself that she was really there as he sealed his lips on hers.


She whimpered softly as his kiss coaxed to the surface desires she'd thought long hidden even from herself.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction
 

Sweet dreams, Sunbeams!


Sweet dreams, Sunbeams! 

Fais de beaux rΓͺves, Rayons de Soleil!


🌞❤️🌻❤️😻😻😻❤️πŸ”πŸ”


Watson has already tucked herself in.

Friday, December 16, 2022


 Bedtime snack with Mr. 'n' Mrs. C 🌞❤️🌻...


My first custard tart went down a treat with a nice hot mug of tea. πŸ˜‹

Tescos


Hooray! Our Tescos order has arrived! Jack Bennett took a trip to England and was kind enough to pick up some treats for us. These will be my first custard tarts. πŸ˜‹

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 100


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 100


He removed the glasses from her face and gently kissed her eyelids. Then he hummed a few bars of a tune from 'The Music Man.'


"You always did do romance well," she sighed. 


Torn between longing and regret, she made a conscious decision to fall for his charm once more.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Good morning, Sunbeams!


Good morning, Sunbeams!

Bonjour, Rayons de Soleil!

🌞❤️🌻❤️😻😻😻❤️πŸ”πŸ”


I had a lovely dream about you.

I think you would have liked it.


for Mr. C from his Fair Damsel

Thursday, December 15, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 99


Mr. C kindly helped me write tonight's #AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 99


I let out a sigh as she kissed me on my thigh.


Now I'm in a snit because I didn't know she bit!


© Osquer & John Campbell 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction

Wednesday, December 14, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 98


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 98


He had just enough time to see her expression change from melancholy to wonder before their kiss reached the traditional proximity where custom dictated they should close their eyes.




© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction

Tuesday, December 13, 2022

Some People Are Worth Losing Sleep Over


Some People Are Worth Losing Sleep Over


you are sleeping


underneath this same


moon


that laughs


at my wakefulness


the willow tree


shakes her head


at my nonsense


and the night sounds


laugh at my madness


because they know


how crazy I am


about you



© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Monday, December 12, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 97


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 97


He leaned over her hospital bed.


She grabbed him by the collar. "Idiot! Why didn't you run? You could've been killed!"


"Me? The bullet that was intended for my brain wound up in your leg!"


She pulled him down into a savagely desperate kiss banishing the ghostly regrets of what nearly hadn't been.


"I don't think that's how you do CPR," said a voice from the doorway.


"Mind your own business. He's doing just fine."


"Just fine?" he pouted.


"Let us say 'Exceeds expectations.'" Her morphine laced smile was as wicked as ever.


"Was I wrong," he begged, "to tell you like that? I thought they were going to be my last words. Was I wrong?"


"Oh God no! What a horrible thought: that you should die never having told me you love me? That's a recipe for a haunting right there!"


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction

Sunday, December 11, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 96


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 96


His Winter kisses


warm me right down to my toes


wrapped snug in his love.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#haiku #kiss #poetry #poem #winter

Saturday, December 10, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 95


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 95


She snapped her fan shut sharply revealing lips, once soft and supple in a kiss, now pressed nearly flat in fury. She looked over and saw him clutching his chest as though he had been burnt and she knew he had understood her gesture.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction

Friday, December 09, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 94


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 94


chill winds and a kiss


with sweet hot chocolate foam


romance in a cup


© Osquer Campbell 2022🌞❤️🌻


#haiku #kiss #poetry #poem

Thursday, December 08, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 93


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 93


Nothing feels better than your lips.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻

Wednesday, December 07, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 92


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 92


"Nearly midnight," she gasped as their dancing whirled them into an alcove.


His half mask allowed her to see those lips she knew so well by sight. No disguise could deceive her gaze. She had worked too hard for this moment, planned too well.


As the clock began to strike twelve, they removed their masks. She had studied his mouth as he taught her lessons all those years ago. She knew just how to kiss him now.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction

Tuesday, December 06, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹Vol. 91


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹Vol. 91


He woke heavy headed and followed the sound of her singing and the smell of coffee to the galley.


She greeted him with a perfectly brewed cup and a kiss.


He sat down unsure of whether he just hadn't found his sea legs or if he was weak from her attentions last night.


"I'm not sure if you're a siren or a succubus."


"Are the two mutually exclusive?"


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction

Monday, December 05, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 90


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 90


When he stood beside me and said my name I only expected him to comment on the music, but he asked me to dance.


When he pulled me closer and bent his head I only expected him to whisper something in my ear, but he kissed my neck.


Now he is leading me away from the others and I have no idea what to expect.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction

Sunday, December 04, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 89


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 89


"At my age, I never thought I'd fall in love again, " he sighed.


"The best laid plans of mice and men..." I chuckled, tracing the line of his jaw with a fingertip.


"...can't stand up to you." He closed his eyes and kissed me.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction

In My Own Mind


In My Own Mind


I am a lost voice

I am a poet

I am a tom-boy

I am a lady

I am an inhibited exhibitionist

I am a lover and a fighter

I am a deep dark secret

I am a guiding light

I am an addict

I am a free spirit

I am a bad wolf in training

I am a sheep

I am a garden gnome

I am the rain

I am a guardian

I am a prisoner

I am a nightmare

I am a dream come true


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


from Twitter #vss365 #prompt #spirit #poem #poetry

microfiction


 from Twitter #prompt #vss365 #spirit #microfiction #FlashFiction

Saturday, December 03, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 88


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 88


A leaf falls on the


pane, a last kiss of Autumn


ere Winter's embrace.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#haiku #kiss #poem #poetry #fall #autumn #winter

Friday, December 02, 2022

Sunset


Sweet dreams, Sunbeams! 

Fais de beaux rΓͺves, Rayons de Soleil!

🌞❤️🌻❤️😻😻😻❤️πŸ”πŸ”

#sunset

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 87


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 87


He kissed me

as though he wanted

to consume me...


...and I was

perfectly willing

to be consumed.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻


#kiss #microfiction #FlashFiction
 

My Piece Of Sky


 

microfiction


"I'm afraid that you're too good to be true."


"I am far from perfect. If you can't see my flaws you've got some seriously rose coloured beer goggles on."


#microfiction #FlashFiction

Thursday, December 01, 2022

#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 86


#AtFirstKiss πŸ’‹ Vol. 86


He kissed me like a man who had just been poisoned and my lips were the only antidote.


© Osquer Campbell 2022 🌞❤️🌻