All credit to Ghostwriter As I thumbed page after page looking through her photo album, lacking a photograph, or two of me, Burned them, she did tore them out of their corners removing any mention any memory of my existence, Gone was I, the times, we spent together both good and bad the view…… Continue reading Her Photo Album…
Who is to say, that counting the minutes the hours, the days is something that is needed? The time spent together measured in all non conventional ways, the moments and fractions, the movement of the solar system around the center of the galaxy, the sound of your breathing, the beat of my heart….…… Continue reading Needing clocks and calendars…
He went to the kitchen, and came back with two wine glasses and a bottle of Pinot Noir. -I really shouldn’t… I am a little tired after all the walking. He ignored her comment and opened the bottle, slowly pulling out the cork. He poured the dark red wine in the glasses and handed…… Continue reading Red red wine…
Cyranny's Cove 