FREE LOVE LETTERS

There is a well known prayer attributed to St Francis. Though I do not believe in personality gods or seek…

He knows where I am

He sings to me. His voice, I hear it in the aching grind of the earth’s steady turn. It calls…

I don’t mean this to sound like obsession…but I still think of you. Not in words, or in imagined scenes,…

He used to have a life. Wife. But it wasn’t good enough. He’d lay in bed next to her wondering…

Isabelle remembers when he used to look like that, when the sight of his chest made her draw breath deeply,…

Last night, dreaming, I was in your arms. I felt the satin warmth of you. Your pressing solidity. This morning,…

Is it a thousand miles? I could drive there in a day and a half but still it would not…

They were the darlings of heaven. Van and Cecilia. He was beautiful. God, how I loved him. But she…she was…

The guy I think I’ve fallen for is out there, miles from here on one of a thousand impossible back…

She is a blurred Madonna, hovering like smoke in slanted light. Has she come to save me? he wonders. Is…