Goosebumps
You don’t have to open your eyes, Love… Our story is writen in Braille on my skin. You just need to whisper to my ear, and my favorite memories are ready for your fingers to visit them, again and again…
You don’t have to open your eyes, Love… Our story is writen in Braille on my skin. You just need to whisper to my ear, and my favorite memories are ready for your fingers to visit them, again and again…
You know The Cove is always open, but it isn’t everyday that a real Meet & Greet party takes place in the backyard! We’ve already mingled quite a bit, and I think everybody’s having fun (if not, you Lovelies are awesome actors, with a lot of free time on your hands!)… But the party…… Continue reading Open House Party reminder….
Technology is great. Without advancing technology, The Internets wouldn’t exist, and I wouldn’t be here, talking about this. What? you might wonder… I’m getting there. So yeah, a thumb up for technology in general, but it has its down sides too. One of them being the systematic digitalization (is that even a word??) of…… Continue reading Me and my stamps…
I need you not. I just chose to want you in my silly simple life. My definition of friendship…
Yes Ma’am and yes Sir! With an exclamation point, nothing less! I was thinking of a way to shake the last of today’s annoyances away, and get my usual Cyranny mojo back… And I told myself, what better way to get in a good mood, than to open The Cove’s door to everybody, set some…… Continue reading Open House Party in The Cove!
I hesitated before posting this. Today, I’d kick Life in the nuts if the occasion presented itself. I am not sad, or angry but it is just one of those “Really Life? Is this necessary just now??” kind of day. We all have one from time to time, right? The kind of day when…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
Wrap a stanza, around my waist… Cover my shoulders with a laced verse… For your words are the only thing I can abide on my yearning skin.
Holiday remainings at the grocery store… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Her head still pounded, but the hangover was the least of her worries… -HONEYYYYYY! You are aware I was joking, when I said you should put that sexy picture of me on your blog, right??? -But sweetheart, you’re a genius! Look at my stats – handing his tablet to her – Thanks to you, it’s a total…… Continue reading Oh no you didn’t… #1MinFiction
Hiding, no better nor worse than any other… I guess. Hoping there is something worth discovering something like a treasure… A pearl kept in an oyster, there for the taking, there patiently waiting… Waiting for the warm touch of your smile, pressed on my closed eyes. Again.