Month: July 2012

  • Love letter # 312

    It was one of the Bronte sisters: While I loved, and while I was loved, what an existence I enjoyed! What a glorious year I can recall… That’s how I feel. Every spring is that spring. Every pretty girl is you in that dress – the sun shining through it, your body a magical silhouette.…

  • Love letter # 235

    What if you find this? Suppose this is really happening…note left on a napkin. You pick it up. You look around. But I’m gone; and you know who I am. This isn’t about me, though – it’s about you. How beautiful you are. The way you shine. I know you smile for everyone, but I…

  • Love letter # 106

    Hunger undresses everyone. Desire is a great leveller. Even the Gods have knelt for a kiss. As I do now. Your eyes, your mouth, the scent of your skin, your hair falling that way, catching the light. These are the things that undo me. My civilisation, the clever words I protect myself with, my damn…

  • Love letter # 139

    Today of all days. I should have known better; but I turned over that page and there you were. Sudden brightness. Like a massive tide – and me floating. And everything. Absolutely everything. Until there was the light alone. And a silence like resting. And all because you let me love you.