This time it's different. He's changed, she says. And she's right. The blood that once flushed his cheeks when she said so...

We heard the jiggle of his keys at the front door on the days he got off work early. "Just wanted to spend some quality time with ...

Indecision sometimes leads to a fate we could never have planned three word wednesday: indecision, option, fate

Between you and I there's so little that goes unsaid. My few wants are on your lips before I even have time to speak. Carry on T...

This heat between us this nasty passion that pulls us smashing toward each other will someday cease become a simmering love or a lukew...

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