Niedria Dionne Kenny Quotes

“You're just a character in my book, but I did not give you any lines.”
― Niedria Dionne Kenny

“Red wine and Hennessy
She fell out of her bottle when she fell into love, cup running over, overflowing emotions in glass- red stained palet, on a pallet on the grass, to a quilt on the floor -affixed between lips and red lipstick on a shirt that he wore.
A familiar place, she know she's been here before
Reminiscent of the evening
On his shirt that she tore
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Drop by drop, puddle in glass getting lower- impressions in her gut, rim of her glass, hour glass figure moves counter clockwise - while absorbing the contents of merlot.

Hard liquor and fine wine
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Red Wine and Hennessy
A wicked twist on some champagne tips
French nails, manicures over grapes
Whoever said wine and liquor don't mix?
Last night I had six
Bottle caps, corks, bedazzled juice
Merlot was her name - slim waist - good taste slinger neck, red lace. Long stem, pedestal - hands embraced her face
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room temperature, her body temperature ... personality of two, she's mellow and chill...
aged to perfection- pop the seal- watch the erection ... splatters on the floor- covers the rug,
Residue of red lipstick-
Merlot stained lips match the kiss on his neck
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Chasing fantasy through the Red Sea
While chasing that with a white BC
How much will she pour- how much will she drink
How much more before her ship sinks
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A full body lush, blackberry crush
Medium sized Bordeaux
Intense velvety plum
I asked her where she's from
She said she's international
She's longer thinking rational
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Sips in sync with blinking eyes
She sips too much to realize
Every time you pour into me, my bottle gets more empty-
Glass falling to the floor
She staggers to the door
Glass shatters her feet
She stumbles to her seat
She's still asking for more
But she falls to the floor
Red lipstick in the mud
She covers up the blood
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She lays in her wine
She forgot about the time
Clock on the wall
Footsteps in the hall
Pounding in her head
She rushes to the bed
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She lays motionless ... but her head is racing
Her heart is pacing
Her lungs are gasping - air, she needs air
Rolls to her side, brings her self to sit up
She gags and gags until She throws it all up-
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Wakes up the next morning
Dazed and confused
She's laying in a bed
That she's not used to
She moves slowly, where did everyone go?
She checks the time- it's a quarter pass 4
sounds on the other side of the door
Are Muffled by the sound of a knock at the door
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Looks around for her little red dress
Notices a blotch - a red stain on her breast
Lipstick smeared an accessory to her mess
She reached for her clothes and saw a note on the desk.
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Dearly beloved,
I want to see you again
I'd love to have to back
I think we make a great blend
I tried to wake you
Because I had to go
And
Oh by the way, my name is merlot
"Little Black Bird”
― Niedria Dionne Kenny, Love, Lust and Regrets: While the lights were off

“His soul was anchored in evil, existing only in hell, leaving no outlet for compassion to subside. He was how the term brutal became prevalent”
― Niedria Dionne Kenny Kenny

“The Author possesses the maximum right to choose and decide who lives a long and prosperous life and who suffers the tragic and painful death in the story.”
― Niedria Dionne Kenny, The Affidavit of Niedria Dionne Kenny

“You act! I write!”
― Niedria Kenny

“They are all coming now to see what part they played... Auditions are over. The Script is written and casting is closed.”
― Niedria Kenny, Order in the Courtroom: The Tale of a Texas Poker Player

“If the Ocean were my soul, the shore is my Rhythm and Blues”
― Niedria Kenny, Compilation of Contemplation

“The problem I have with people is that they don't outright ask the questions they really want to ask. They like to play around in conversation games to get the answers and when you pass on playing games with them, their response is: there must be more to the story. I wish people were more intelligent.

Tip: Run far away from those kind of people.”
― Niedria Kenny

“If you have a question about something you have read or heard, first site your source and then ask the direct question to the person it concerns. Playing around the mulberry bush gets you nowhere.”
― Niedria Kenny

“Instead of saying there has to me more to the story, expecting me to give you something that you think you already know, why don't you just ask the question. If there is more to the story, there has to be another question, right?”
― Niedria Kenny