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Sparkling apple cider was set in front of me at the counter, and I caught Cecilia’s reflection in the flute glass. She was standing in the corner, talking to Marshall. Her eyes kept wandering.
I took a long sip and shuddered in the sweetness. If I stayed long enough, maybe she would notice me.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 01.11.2012
The setting sun set over a sparkling Atlantic ocean. Seagulls danced and swooped in the blood red evening sky. I turned to you in excitement, only to find you had your back to me,blind to the beauty around you… I turned and walked away.
By lenny URL on 01.11.2012
Edward Cullen. My lips when I wear too sparkly lip gloss. Water when you look at it and the sun is setting, causing the water to glisten in the ocean. Sparkling
By email@example.com URL on 01.11.2012
I do not feel.
I think black tar.
I eat old caves.
I slog in glue.
By Jeff Goodman URL on 01.11.2012
sarah my fiance is called sparx and i love her to bits she is my world i love her to bits and she is pregnant
By steven on 01.11.2012
“I love you, Mandy, with all of my heart…” He gulped a deep breath, trying desperately to maintain his composure. “And I wish that things could be different.” He cupped her face in his hands as she stifled a sob. Her eyes were sparkling with unshed tears, waiting to overflow. He gently kissed her parted lips. “Now, I really must go.” The loud, obtrusive whistle of the train startled them both.
By Nikki on 01.11.2012
When I am feeling down in the dumps, I have a trick to get myself out. Glitter. It is such a simple addition to my morning ritual and it makes me feel good. I have collected so much glitter throughout the years and I can’t get enough of it. It makes me happy. That is all.
By Kari URL on 01.11.2012
the woman rose from her bed and looked out of the shiny glass windows at the bright beautiful sun. the sparkling ocean water reflected the glare of the sun and brightened the whole room.
By alexandria on 01.11.2012
Cider, skies, eyes, children, life really lived: the stuff that makes you smile is what sparkles. Sunshine on water, a clean car, and everything good under the sun fills my mind.
By Angie on 01.11.2012
glisting shining thc cannabis water glare shine dry attention grabber
By Chris on 01.11.2012
cider, water, boots, oranges, fireworks, crystals, dimonds
By Chimmy Chonga on 01.11.2012
The diamond was just sparkling. I could not believe the size of that ring. You have heard of blinding…well it did. Suffice it to say that I was quite jealous. You may ask, “Why?” Oh course, the ring that was sparkling was not mine. It belonged to someone else!!
By Cindy on 01.11.2012
Glitter. Champagne. Fire. Sparks. Love. Kisses. Friendship. Beauty. Life. Happiness. So many beautiful sparks in life.
By curiousdee URL on 01.11.2012
This presentation is sparkling. Sparkling like the twinkle in my cat’s eye when she sees me coming home. The sparkling in my wife’s hair when we sit beside the fireplace on a cold winter’s evening.
By Terry on 01.11.2012
sparkling champagne is a celebration of good times, simpler things like bubbles and laughter. sparkling is not what i am feeling right now. i wish i were sparkling, i hope i will be soon.
By robineh on 01.11.2012
one red painted toe is tempted by the sun reflecting and sparkling water it dances above it hoping it won’t be turned away by an icy greeting before it has too much time to decide all five toes dive in feeling refreshed and relieved by the cool but livable water.
they’ve found what they’re looking for, have you?
By C. Ritchie URL on 01.11.2012
The champagne was tinted slightly pink while the bubbles tinkled to the top of the glass. Everybody thought it was a soft drink, like cherry Sprite, so they were thrilled to be getting something refreshing. Upon drinking it, everyone’s faces turned upside down with surprise, and one thankless student exclaimed, “Well, I guess they really DID want to reward us!”
By Kadi Ralston on 01.11.2012
the cold winters breeze sent a chill down my spine. although it was sunny, it did not make it much warmer. snow covered the ground. a trail of sparkling bright white. i loved the look of the forest after it snowed. i loved the quiet drip of ice sickles. i love each cold breath. i loved how the cold are felt in my lungs. cold. fresh. crisp. the sun hit the snow so perfectly. it sparkled like a prism. making small shimmers of the rainbow appear. i loved this place.
the cold winters breeze sent a chill down my spine.
i knew this was where i belonged.
By sadie on 01.11.2012
A girl walked into the room. A young woman really. She was slightly taller than average height with long brown hair that ended near her waste. She wore an emerald green dress that draped over one delicate shoulder and left the other exposed. She moved with a grace akin to a large cat. She was breathtakingly beautiful but her looks did not come close to the sparkling beauty of her gray eyes.
By Bri URL on 01.11.2012
The fireworks were sparkling in the sky above me. My friends and I were laying in a row on the ground with our hands behind our heads. I had always loved the fourth of July. The fireworks have always been one of my favorite parts even though the noise used to scare me. My favorite kind is the kind that looks almost like willow tree.
This has always been a debate beetween me and my friends. Every year after the fireworks display, while we all stand waving sparklers around, we discuss what kind of fireworks we like the best. One of my friends says she likes the big ones that look pictre prefect. My other friend likes the fireworks that shoot straight up, disappear for a while then reappear in the sky with a brilliante explosion, then fizzle out with that sizziling noise.
My friends and i always spend the fourth of july together. I hope we do for a long time. I would miss our party before the fireworks running beetween the houses on the block that welcome us. I would miss our fourth of july day at the pool and anual sleepover. And most of all i would miss our fireworks discussion, even though it has never ever changed.
By musical.quizmer URL on 01.11.2012
As soon as the blindfold was removed she gasped. The skyline sparkled like nothing she’d ever seen before.
“It’s amazing!” she marveled.
“I’m glad you like it,” he answered, smiling. “Because this is where we’ll be living.”
By Rachel N. E. URL on 01.11.2012
Drunk on sparkling cider, I stumble through the dark residential street. Some men in their early 20s are chatting across the street. It’s a house party.
By dan URL on 01.11.2012
The days when the bay is sparkling I ask myself, is there a more beautiful spot in the whole entire world? The gray days, though, I know that there is beauty elsewhere…and here, too, if I just wait for the sun to come out and reignite the sparkles.
By nenana URL on 01.11.2012
upon sparkling stream
a seamless consciousness
was withheld within its shimmering wonder
what willingful mindsets
to such spaceship travels
an unraveled brain
begets a universe border’s strain
By Phil on 01.11.2012
When I was little everything would sparkle. I see pretty things so rarely now. I went shopping and bought a short strapless dress, all sparkling and black and gold. I felt like candles. Then I felt like fireworks in the sky, but fireworks are too loud and too carefree. I think I would rather be a candle, burning down slowly and sparkling in my own quiet little way.
By Seneca S. URL on 01.11.2012
It was glorious and everything I expected it to be. The opening in the tunnel seemed small at first, but as I got closer, I realized it was just big enough for me to fit through. I stepped inside, and all I could see was the blinding light. I knew it would overwhelm some and frighten others. I was told it caused pain and regret. But all I could see was the sparkling white light, and I felt warm and horrifically elated. This was where I was supposed to be. I didn’t know it, but I sure as hell felt it.
By Marissa URL on 01.11.2012
A sparkling heel left behind on the scene. Sean picks it up even though he doesn’t know what to do with it. He’s sure it belongs to the missing girl, a future ghost he’ll have to apologize to because he couldn’t find her before it was too late.
By Cassie URL on 01.11.2012
I drove around town on December 24th in awe. All the lights were sparkling in all their finery. Some folks really go all out. Next year, I promise, I’ll have a candle in each window. Hey, ya gotta start somewhere.
By Dayle URL on 01.11.2012
You could see the sparkling in her eyes as soon as she awoke. She went through her day, one mundane task after another. Yet she seemed to have a secret, something no one else knew and something she was enjoying immensely. Some super secret to life, or at least something worth getting out of bed for.
By Jenn URL on 01.11.2012
Bright and blinding
on and off
all colors of the world
all in one gigantic
By M on 01.11.2012
As the iron melted and sizzled into his neck skin, Jensen’s vision blurred and then brightened and for a moment he thought that he saw sparkling lights dancing in his vision. But that happy thought was crushed in an instant with the searing pain that bolted up his neck and into his cranium.
By chole URL on 01.11.2012
Sparkling is a bark night on New Years eve. Alone with my family think of friends and family. The night is bright and sweet. Sparkling is a tall full glass of Sparkling Water. As swift move of my hand brings hope and love to my lips.
Sparkling is the new snow on new years day. The sparkling in my eyes when the Ball drops. When my heart lifts up to the sky. And the only thing I want is to be near the ones I love.
By MarshmallowMunkey on 01.11.2012
i have come upon the sparkling idea of painting a mural that holds no boundaries. a painting that explains, without words, my life stories of soul, body and mind through the beautiful expression of water color.
By t URL on 01.11.2012
like a burning man’s resolve that his last thoughts will not be some desperate prayer that his lungs should give way to the smoke before the heat, but instead something profound, or lovely, or something worthy of mentioning in his eulogy;
like a burning man’s resolve, you, jumping on the loose ice of a spring lake, not far from shore, but certainly nowhere shallow, and you, falling through, trying not to scream, and fascinated by your own involuntary reflexes (how can they be your own, if not voluntary? how can you, now, at a time like this, be such a woman to think about these things?) and you again, disappointed and reaching towards what is solid, and pulling yourself up onto it, the ice that will not break this time, you, stripping off as much wetness as you can bare, shirt, undershirt, (this is a different kind of cold, now, cold skin meeting cold air, at least this is one you are more familiar with, how not-cold the cold water was!, how disgusting, how )
walking back to a car you no longer have the keys for (like a bartender too judgmental, promising not to tow as he lifts your license off you, replacing it with cab fare, your keys, taken in by the lake) and walking through rough dirt and rock and hardened snow with naked feet by a fault of your own (shoes that sunk down farther than you)
with a burning man’s resolve, for a second so light not even you had the time to realize, you began to sparkle.
By robyn URL on 01.11.2012
The sun is sparkling through the shinny glass window. It just sparkles. Oh how I enjoy seeing the sun shinny through the windows like this. Sparkling.
By teeda URL on 01.11.2012
She has a sparkling personality. When she walks into a room, the air changes, electrifies. People notice her smile, her energy, her light. Her laugh is like bubbles rising. Marilyn-like!
By CameoRoze URL on 01.11.2012
Unfortunately, the first thing I think of with sparkling are the “sparkling” vampires from Twilight. I only watched the first move – a friend made me – but that was stupid.
By Stephen L. Thompson URL on 01.11.2012
his eyes, his eyes were the deepest shade of brown she had ever seen. They glistened in the sunlight, looking as if he had just a single tear coating them, just showing his emotions through his nocholant exterior. He was smiling, right at her, and she couldn’t help but smile back. He just made her feel so…. Sparkling
By Jenny URL on 01.11.2012
“This night was sparkling, don’t you let it go.
I’m wonderstruck, blushing all the way home,
I’ll spend forever, wondering if you knew,
I was Enchanted to meet you…”
~ Taylor Swift, “Enchanted”
By Allie URL on 01.11.2012
There is nothing in my head but dreams of you by the ocean, your smile reflecting the sun’s setting rays. I wondered which of you was more dazzling, your smile sparkling in the coming twilight, as I worried about the time when your love, like the sun, would disappear behind the horizon.
By emmystrange URL on 01.11.2012
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