. Sweet tremors Of the flesh! Your musical tongue Tickling… Musing Me around, Like a love song Caress. Whisper your way Down to the hem Of my skirt, Or blow out in rhymes, Undress me with your words, Until I confess… That I live For the sound Of your banality, If there’s an afterlife I’ll…… Continue reading For eternity…
I was invited (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading The woodpecker… (January 13th FFF)
. Oh, peculiar sightWhen a sun draped in soft cloudsLooks just like the moon… . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; The sun setting on Montréal this evening, looking like the moon because of its cloudy night robe.
. The ghostly feel Of your hand On my hip, Pull me against Your chest And enjoy the beat! Lead the way… I’m in, Love No matter where-to the trip. A nowhere waltz Or an Oh-la-la salsa So sour and sweet. Make me swirl Make my heart race, Cha-cha me furiously… My clumsy steps Will…… Continue reading Just a dance…
. . I sometimes wonder As my soul is sore, What’d still would be If I’d be no more… The moon’d still moon And The sun’d still sun, Day would run to its end And another would come. Snow would still fall And wind would still blow, Drying the last remains Of this lingering sorrow……… Continue reading Another would come…
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Just a rest… ( Late December 2nd FFF)
. Bleary thoughts, Foggy sight. My lips hesitate, Following the Flickering light… Words tumble On the tip of my tongue. Wished I could Say it tastes sweet But that would Be wrong. Though beauty Still stands in Broad daylight, It sight feels Like a long lost Fight. Can’t keep focused, Clear contours seem To flee……… Continue reading Blurry…
. . Pull up the covers, Gently slip in sleeping bliss… Tomorrow can wait.
. Don’t wake me up. I’d rather daydream For a while… Leave the tv off, Don’t turn on the radio. Just smile. Let’s let the world Revolve, not intervening Against all vile And villains, pull me close To your heart Make this pain mild. But don’t wake me up, I’d rather daydream For a while…
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading The Heart of Darkness… (November 11th FFF)
Cyranny's Cove 