. A lot of people fear death… They are afraid to disappear. The thought of getting forgotten makes them shiver, and they shake before the inevitable finality of death. It is sad, really. If you live your life in the shadow of your unknown expiration date, is it worth living anyway? But Love, you don’t…… Continue reading Immortal…
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 My hummingbird… (October 22nd FFF)
. Some flee the night… I embrace it, It is my kingdom. Only in its Foggy folds can I Hide My favorite secrets… Well tucked Between a Longing sigh and A cheek-blushing Whisper… And I revel In all the sweet Little nothings That keep reminding Of you. . . . If you want to…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
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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 sound of sighs… (October 8th FFF)
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 Heart for sale… (Late October 1st FFF)
. Staring at the picture, her heart skipped a beat. She vividly remembered the first time she had laid eyes on it. It wasn’t a very long time ago, but now it felt like an eternity. From the start, he had been so very mysterious, and in a way, it was one of the reasons…… Continue reading Skip… – FFFC
. Two thingsGenuinely blind me…Equally beautiful,Equally warm,Dear to my heartEqually.Two things blind meAs mentionedHereinabove…The bright lightOf the setting sun,AndLove. . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; The sun setting on my home street.
Cyranny's Cove 