Secret Bree

One word

Your one-word answer has warmed my one beating heart.

Photo by Alexander Krivitskiy on Pexels.com Please keep writing your sweet words for her and I will keep stealing them -pretending they are for me -I’ll snatch them from the page and press them into my own personal chronicles. For the masculine writing muses who inspire and delight us all. Keep on writing friends. SeeContinueContinue reading “Thief”

Word dancer

Photo by Fabrício Lira on Pexels.com You entrance me with your euphonious expressions and fluid transitions. The way you twirl your phrases across the page has me gasping in awe. Both your elegant movements and sharp turns have me completely mesmerised. Every time you place your final step I jump to my feet in standingContinueContinue reading “Word dancer”

Friendship zone

100 word story You had a book to drop off. I answered the door wearing an oversized t-shirt and messy hair. Your smiled carried amusement. I asked you why. Your eyes shone as you replied, “Never mind.” For a moment there was tension in the air as we regarded each other. “Alright then.” You saidContinueContinue reading “Friendship zone”

Srinivasa Symphony

By Srinivasa Ramanujanhttp://www.imsc.res.in/~rao/ramanujan/, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=67637326 The way you wrote your formulas across the page are a symphony that I don’t understand but recognise all the same. There is a delicate beauty in their complexity each an elaborate crescendo breaking away the darkness in a world which saw no other way. As I look atContinueContinue reading “Srinivasa Symphony”

Playtime

Put down your phone Lover, come play on me instead.

Long distance

If I could travel from where I am To where you are I would already be there Holding you close Sharing this moment with you Sharing all of me. If I could travel from where I am To where you are Your smile would break From above your gloom Sharing your world with me SharingContinueContinue reading “Long distance”

Venting emotions

Venting to you has helped me to no end. It’s like letting out the steam from a boiling pot of angry water. If I had delayed any longer, the lid would have blown off in a dramatic scorching liquid mess.

Moments of nothing

I will sit here in this healing moment with the sun. I will stare at nothing. Stare at nothing and dream of everything. The sun will seep into my skin, restoring light into my cells. I will not move from this place until I am ready. I will embrace this moment of quiet and peaceContinueContinue reading “Moments of nothing”

Intertwined

You are the lucid dream inside my mindAround my psyche intertwinedTo all the others I am blindI hold you close my favourite find.