And this, then, has been the lesson … You can’t open your arms if you won’t let go. Happy New Year everyone!! I wish you love, joy, peace and more love all over again xx
It’s different now I said today, looking out. I no longer feel that horizon ache. And she smiled and said it’s because he’s gone, as my sand-drawn heart washed away.
Last week I got to spend an evening with the five-year old son of my dearest friend. It was a rare and special few hours of one on one time with L, this earnest, clever kid with his little corn-teeth smile and a shock of sandy hair he likes to push back from his faceContinue reading “Imagine If …”
Start with your hands. I want you to place them here. And here. And here. So much to discover if you take it slow, and I want you to take it slow. I want to feel the restraint (yours, not mine). I want to see the pulse in your tendon, the quick in your veins. IContinue reading “All I want …”
It isn’t that I hate you. Sometimes I say it because I still want your name in my mouth. Because I used to say your name every day and I miss the sound it makes through tongue and teeth. I miss the ownership, implicit – the way it placed you at my centre. Your nameContinue reading “Against Love”
Do you think we still have a spark? – I think so. Explosive is a spark, isn’t it? Uh-huh. – Combustible might be a better description … (No wonder I fell every fucking time)