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 If we be wrong… (November 13th FFF)
Wouldn’t you want To remember, The weight of my head On your shoulder? Sweet memory Of tomorrow’s past, Who knows how long, A naive kiss would last? My kinky fingers Long for your skin… Life is a long journey, So what are you sayin’? I really want To cuddle up to you. Just let me…… Continue reading Wouldn’t you…
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 Angel… (November 6th FFF)
I’m kind of tired Sam… The kids had been working for hours, taking pictures before moving the pumpkins just a little. That was actually Kenneth’s job, while Sam stood at a distance, directing their project. Oh, come on, Kenneth! It’s gonna look great when I put all the pictures together… Mrs Maddison will love…… Continue reading If all of your friends…
This is where it ends… Finally and, At long last. It took me quite a while, I walked barefooted in the darkness Of my own lies. Waiting… Waiting, Patiently longing For a sunrise that wouldn’t come. Caught for days, months, Years… In a moonless night. Drunk, half of the time On your brilliant prose.…… Continue reading This is where it ends…
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 the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to…… Continue reading Fading memory… (October 16th)
She folded the piece of paper neatly. It had been ages since she had last worked her origami skills, but she hadn’t forgotten how to make these little paper boats. Some things she just didn’t forget. Like riding a bicycle… Her fingers didn’t rush, there was no need to. It seemed like everything in…… Continue reading Paper boats…
He held the picture tenderly. It wasn’t the best he ever took, by all means. For one thing, he wished they had arrived just a little earlier in front of the great basilica. The fall’s sun setting light was so much warmer than he would have expected, that he would have loved to capture her…… Continue reading Just a picture…
Cyranny's Cove 