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If you’re new to our blog and haven’t had time to visit our ‘About Us’  or  ‘News’ pages,  here’s a quick overview  of what you’ll find while here:

Content from A@moylomenterprises (woman):
– #SingleParenting
– #Parenting
– Short stories with relevant music
– Spirituality
– Poetry
– Erotic poetry (very subtle/ PG)

Content from B@moylomenterprises (man):
– #Phone Conversations
– Lyrics
– Music
– Multiple Choice
– Short Stories
– Poetry
– Erotic Poetry (explicit/ mature content/disclaimer posted boldly)

Please note:
We are still in the process of adding the disclaimer to explicit content so please read cautiously over the next few days.

Thanks for stopping by, hope you enjoy your visit here. Happy reading and/or blogging. Best wishes 🌷

A & B.

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Rise and shine!!!



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Contents compiled: September 26 2016
Originally published: September 27 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises

Are you a dreamer?



My mom always called my dad a dreamer. He had many lofty ideas but many of them were never executed. My mom on the other hand is more of a realist — having a plan,  seeking the means by which to accomplish her goals, all while tossing in a good serving of faith to see her through to victory! Yep,  my mom is  survivor! She knows how to make do with little and sure enough God always sends a good Samaritan to save the day. She is truly blessed!

Combine the dreamer and the realist and what do you get? A firstborn dreamer who knows how to make those dreams a reality. Yep,  I think I have a little of both mom and dad in me and I’m glad because I can now relate to the lofty ideas of my dad but understand the work involved in making those dreams come true.

In the following poem,  it seems like the author was having a hard time deciphering if he was dreaming or if his dreams were becoming reality. It also seems as if he too was perceived as a dreamer by those around him and that may have made him feel alone.

Since poetry is subjective,  perhaps your interpretation would be very different from mine, so have a read and see how it speaks to you. Enjoy! 🌷

Quote from “Edgar Allan Poe’s Complete Poetical Works” by Edgar Allan Poe –

“A Dream within a Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream:
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep—while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?”

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Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: September 27 2016
Originally published: September 27 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises

Morning Has Broken 

Cat Stevens – Morning Has Broken 

You wait for me



How leisurely you wait for me
As though time were meant
For just us two.
Is it that you secretly
Fear my presence?
Or are you simply
The most patient man
I’ve ever known?

Fear not dearest one,
My only desire is to love you
In like manner
As you have so sweetly
Chosen to love me.

It is with great respect
That I hold you in
The bossom of my soul,
Close to my heart, 
My most fragile possession.

There,  you will find,
That though I am strong,
My heart is weak,
In need of some
Tender loving care.

I give it freely to you
As you have given yours to me.
Please cherish it, for I cannot bear
To be in love alone, not again.

And I will love you always —
Your mind,  your body, your soul,
For in so doing
You’ll no doubt know
Just how much I cherish you.


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Contents written: September 26 2016
Originally published: September 26 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises

Inside The Painter

In the pronounced eyes of the painter, there are many layers of colors to display the raw emotions of her existence. Faith is a pastel yellow and hunger is a burnt orange. Danger is an omnipotent red. Melancholy is a sliver of blue. Love is a rainbow that hangs over our fingertips.

Distant Magician 

The distant magician has his pride up his sleeve,

No deck of cards can save his soul.

Nothing can be pulled out of a hat.

The crowd does not applaud.

Perhaps wearing a disguise as a magician has done him no good.

What is he hiding? 

I’m done “Tryin”


To do list:
– Drop the kid off at school
– Hit the gym
– Go back to bed


Song: “Tryin'” by Matthew West


Image source: Google images
Video source: YouTube
Contents compiled: September 25 2016
Originally published: September 26 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises

Letter From A Craving Heart

Dear Beautiful One,

Everything you need to know is in this letter from the craving heart.

The distance we have can be a bridge.

I am falling for something that I know does not exist – an angel.

I would love to squeeze you and wipe away the teardrops.

I know deep down you love me and you have to hide it.

I know you are afraid to acknowledge that and feel your heart break into a million pieces.

I adore everything about you.

I want you more than anything.

I love your charm, wit, smile, and thirst for knowledge.

I want to sweep you off your feet as if it were a fairytale.

We can take walks in the park and share an ice cream cone.

As we taste the deliciousness our lips will meet.

The chemistry will be born.

My heart is full of romance, hope, and has a place for you.


Your Secret Admirer

The Guru’s Words 

When you make pasta and sauce it is imperative that the sauce is covering the pasta evenly. It must look appealing to the eye. Use the ladle wisely.

The Guru has spoken…

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