Micro Poésie du vendredi…
La nuit est un pays mystérieux. Où tout se conjugue à deux.
You wouldn’t…
Would you, my dear? Greet me with the experienced grip of your eager fingers on my ingenue hips? But nothing forbids me from imagining the sweet sound of your moaning… Because my lips, just so you know this never run out of inspiration, when traveling on trembling skin. And I’d know no rest until……… Continue reading You wouldn’t…
September Trip – Malmö, day 2
After a short stop in Copenhagen, here’s my short but sweet visit to Malmö, Sweden… Click here.
Reading her still…
Some relationships are meant to be… Some just aren’t. And some people just connect beyond the frame of what others see as a relationship. She didn’t believe in that before she met him. Oh, she knew she could connect with people. She felt empathy, and could be close to some, and closer to others.…… Continue reading Reading her still…
After Eight Moments…
Note to self… I am not moss. If I am not happy, I can move… Move out, move away, move on! I am free. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
M – Part Ten
I eventually peak at my watch and realize I really have to leave, but I can’t find the words to put an end to our improvised head-to-head. I don’t have to, as he does it. -I have to go. If I don’t head in, I’ll be outpaced by all the neighborhood’s regular famished clients.…… Continue reading M – Part Ten
September trip – Copenhagen, day 1
Want to follow my steps traveling through Vikinland? Here’s our first day in Copenhagen… Click here.
Little things…
Copenhagen’s Airport. The duty free shopping area is filled with passengers looking for a bargain on their way to board their plane. Alcohol bottles, beauty products, ridiculously oversized candy bars… The baskets get full and lines are forming towards the cashiers. When my turn comes, I give the clerk a quick look. The young,…… Continue reading Little things…
After Eight Moments…
How brave a ladybug must be! Each drop of rain is big as she. Can you imagine what you’d do, If raindrops fell as big as you? Aileen Fisher If you want to know what After Eith Moments are about, click here.
M – Part Nine
I accidentally catch the envious glance from a secretary wearing a chic tailor, obviously thinking we are a couple. I address her a content smile… There you go, in your face, snobby! I stare back, establishing my fictive territory. It is good to be Mrs Madsen! And still, in my imaginary relationship, existing only…… Continue reading M – Part Nine
