TWITL – week fifteen

so besotted in this moment of such sweetness now as if it’s forever OMG, green eyes are my weakness… Did you see what I did there? Well, maybe you did, maybe you didn’t… I’m writing this on Monday when I would have usually written this during the weekend. I had a three day weekend (back…

TWITL – week fourteen

sweetly darkness calls promising dreams of comfort so cold to the touch TV Blindspot – How much do I adore Sullivan Stapleton? I adore him so much that I watch his show in real time, with COMMERCIALS. If that’s not real love, I don’t know what is! Another good episode this week. I’m getting anxious,…

TWITL – week six 2017

when he falls asleep he reaches for me a stranger in reality a constant in dreams whispering a name he doesn’t know searching for a face he’s never seen until he finds me then he knows me we share our hearts our laughter our thoughts until morning rises then he forgets as we let go…

TWITL – week five 2017

the first touch the tentative smile how time just stops the breath holds the heart pauses let this be forever as we exhale suddenly truly alive the broken pieces worn to something new just as beautiful as once fallen tears this time hope blooms with promise in this first touch Simon Kassianides in Desert Dancer…

TWITL – week four 2017

all this time I didn’t know you would be the one every glance a mystery until the moment we touched did you forget as I did to breath to think to speak did you freeze while the spark lit a fire deep within unlocking a different beat to your heart all this time we didn’t…

TWITL – week fifty-two – end of 2016 edition

I would not trade these falling tears if it meant never knowing even just a bit of you I will cry to balance the joy of your existence now relegated to memories I would not banish this ache and pain just to pretend with life there is no death I will remember with sweet melancholy…

TWITL – week forty-two – the answer

I dare you to break your resolve to silence the pact you made with your heart I dare you to confess the ambition that drives you the whispers haunting the dreams you won’t share I dare you to fall before I do captured by the laughter shining in my eyes As November looms ahead, my…