Love birds

Love birds imagine wild hopes lips kissing softly rest silent thoughts sweet and sure pleasure moments smiles and sighs touch beauty wanting the same things or enough for I am hungry for your eyes.

Love play

Acting – performance rehearsals worn, secrets told, scenes of castles, air blushing, tears the perfect couple – he is taller, bigger darker than her, he is confident and looks straight ahead; she looks to him, small and delicate, his big strong hands dry her tears; he is daylight, she is evening, season’s sweet spring adorns…

Thursday fragments 3

By the time I was four years old I had grown from being a baby to be a small child with curly red hair and soft milky white skin and a trace of freckles forming across my nose. Mum called them sun kisses and said they made me look beautiful. All of the excitement from…