If someday my memory just dries away, read me your best story every night… Over and over and over again. Every evening, after every sunset, tell me those same words, and bring me with you down the same road. Tell me about the same stars, and the same sighs, and the same dreams… Don’t…… Continue reading Fading memory…
Come on! October 30th. Too early. No! No “but”…
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Considering her wants, her needs taking into account her opinion, listening, nodding, acknowledging being close, if needed looking at her, as my equal, perhaps being even greater value than I, discussing, conversing, quiet talks, silent thoughts shared moments, laughing, crying, wondering loving, all things in their good time, Just considering…. This piece…… Continue reading Just Considering – Notthedane56
Cyranny's Cove 