If I hadn't stuck my foot in my mouth, I would have mentioned that your smile drives me absolutely mad. Thanks for that. Sunday Sc...

We lay in a jumbled heap naked and grinning Three Word Wednesday - grin, jumble, naked

Every morning I prune and preen in front of a mirror that does not reflect the truth Poetic Bloomings - Fruits of our labors

It occurs to me that the currency I so carelessly spend is not money, but moments. Like this one right now. And now. And, yes, now. ...

In love and in war the white flag is often the bravest move Sunday Scribblings - surrender

She followed me into my room, that shadow of doubt, an evil Peter Pan with whom I wrestled to lose. I did not want this one stit...

The lavendar blooms on the tree in my yard know the secret of life. They have fought, just as we do, for their place in the sun and gr...

Dear you, We were destined to meet this way. Randomness is sometimes the vehicle of fate. I was told to tell you that it will get better...

We shared a bed and a life together. But you had second thoughts. PAD #21 - second thoughts

In the end the trails of crumbs or tears or what ever it is that we leave behind us is really what matters PAD #16 - big picture/sh...