Oh, hey you. My treasured ‘follower’, do you already know what’s coming? Yes, Famela Marie from Introverted Ela has nominated me for the Sunshine Blogger Award. Ela my dear, thank you for the nomination and here is my response to honour that (in my own way of course). I thought about including an audio ofContinue reading “A 3rd letter from Secrets”
Monthly Archives: June 2020
Dreaming in velvet
100 word story I had a dream last night. We were sitting side-by-side on an elegant velvet couch. We passed unspoken words between us while looking into each other’s eyes. I succumbed to my cacoethic way of wanting you and I placed my lips on yours. You responded instantly and passionately. We shifted and movedContinue reading “Dreaming in velvet”
We’d be the best
Let’s be best friends Let’s just pretend You’ll come over and watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine Eating corn chips and I’ll have a wine Or maybe you’ll play a video game Possibly while I read poems on my phone, I know you’re half listening On weekends you’ll try to get me to surf I’ll tell you whereContinue reading “We’d be the best”
Long drives and landscapesHarmonies and holding handsChilli and chocolate drinksLoaded fries and live bands Fireplaces and friendshipsHorizons and holidaysDaydreams and drum beats Poetry and a perfect phrase Netflix and Nutella Massages and meditationsWalking and wide streetsSunrise and sweet proclamations
Star Wars (Haiku)
Star Wars trilogies Which one is your favourite three? Will we still be friends?
Separate we are a rainstorm. Together we are a hurricane.
My cat came for hugs I was already asleep So he bit my face
I’ve been told I have a certain look on my face when I want to have sex It speaks of desire and wild abandonment Of longing and screaming… and coming And if you see that look, it’s best that you come running Honey, if only you could see my face now Just a little chocolateContinue reading “The look”
I am tired. Just as I turn out the light to sleep, your fingers find my back and run themselves around my hips. I am now very much awake.
“Am I just another junky?” You ask with guilt-ridden face I’m pretty sure you are But I’ll allow some breathing space You sit with twitching hands Holding self-imposed disgrace If you’re seeking harsh judgement You came to the wrong place I know the road is long and hard With things you can’t erase So I’llContinue reading “Addiction cycles”