His line, just one … she wrote all thoughts beyond.
Young in some ways … fresh another thing!
Her scent … another’s smell on him.
He’d like to … awaits her invitation.
Thing is, she did, now didn’t anymore.
She burst his lines with colour … left broken crayons on the floor.
Her distance, his whisper … no echo of ‘I love you.’
I’ll be taking a break from blogging for a few weeks – posting on this blog and at the Go Dog Go Cafe – and interaction with other blogs.
I’m fine, but need to step back from blogging life for a while to finish a couple of writing projects; one a novella, the other a book of lines and poetry.
My best wishes to you all – good luck with all you do – I’ll be back for sure!
His use by infinite
Her best before conditional
Buy one get one free
Fate stocktakes and schemes
Less laptop … more her on his