FREE LOVE LETTERS

There is always a certain moment in the changing of the seasons, when the first soft afternoon of spring fills…

Love letter # 357

Love is one of those words – ideas, tropes, clichés – that gets misused all the time. Mistaken for lust…

In the beginning there was a kind of blindness. In the end I was staring at wreckage. In between there…

I know I’m not the first single, middle aged guy to be smitten by the shopgirl thing – and I’m…

Your walk. The hypnotic sway of it. The quiet way you dance, eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to anything but the…

Of course I lashed out at you. It’s what injured people do. Defend the ground they think is theirs. Blame…

Sometimes, just the thought of your name tears strips off me. Or a line in a song. The scent of…

You are so beautiful I can barely look at you. I am literally physically affected. Deep stirring occurs – lust…

In my fantasy this is how it goes: I post this and somehow you read it – and of course…

Truth be told, you would be better advised not to be so friendly, not to sit so close, not to…