Sunday, December 1, 2019

The words didn't make any sense
Well not quite
She'd been happy
Give a little wave
half smile

Getting back to dating
Fifteen hours ago
Next was a stranger
fifteen something

Engaging smile nevertheless
Less than three weeks
to live
More to enjoy
A resigned disappointment
dancing, the outsider
Swerved away...
Repetitive behaviour
Words didn't make any sense
Excitement...impossible

Saturday, January 5, 2019

Love knows not distance...Ιt hath no continent...
Ιt’s eyes are for the stars
"The future is the home of our deepest fears and our wildest hopes."
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming