Meet me, halfway Meet me there, I’ll be waiting for You, if you might dare… Meet me, Darling Far from the city Where we can be Alone, just you and me! Forget your past, Don’t mind about your future. This far away, we need not Care about vultures! Please, oh please Press your lips…… Continue reading Meet me…
Meet me in Langeland, where the sea licks the wavy pebble beaches at the feet of the cliffs. I could sit there forever, right on the edge, legs in the void. Kicking through air that smells like freedom, and peace of mind. A wind of change blowing softly through my bouncy curls and…… Continue reading Meet me…
I already tried this once, and it was fun… Ok, it was in the middle of the night and I mostly chatted with my Scottish pal Colin, but it was a cool and new way to exchange… So, has your day just started, or is it about to end? Is it a nice day, where…… Continue reading Wanna chat?
There was no reason for boarding that train, and no reason for wandering the city’s nameless streets again… None, but the hope of finding the answer to a question she had left there the year before. She walked, passed den gamle biograf, and trusted her instinct with every right or left turn, not needing…… Continue reading Returning to Viborg…
Cyranny's Cove 