FREE LOVE LETTERS

“I’m not opposed.” you said. How was I meant to proceed after that? Sure, it was consent, an allowance, but…

I saw you look at stars

It was easy to see. You in your beautiful dress. Him sitting opposite, perhaps not noticing. On his phone. Your…

The art of the billet-doux is not dead (and neither am I) You may well ask – with some justification,…

I remember everything. It has never left me. The sense of you nearby. I hear the sound of your footsteps;…

I realise that many eyes are watching you, consuming you, and that in scattered dreams you are daily evoked. I…

Though we are yet to meet, and may never, I know, by instinct, precisely who you are. I see you,…

Being with you is like listening to The Ronettes. When you came into my life, so unexpected, I was transported,…

After all is said and done, I prefer to be near you. If you feel the same, let’s just keep…

The memory lives in every cell, archived in muscle, carried by blood. The sheer sensation of you. That shattering instant…

Perhaps I do not know what love is – this complex, convoluted feeling we sometimes conjure – but I am…