Those of you who follow me on the twitter-verse may have seen my post from just before Christmas:
Love lives in the arteries and at the foot of the bedIn coffee and cotton and fresh blueberry spread
the air claps its handsgod exhales after a long waitnothing else matters nowfor your lover is the approaching…
Dived into the longest romance fictionsPutting my heart completely in it, living it, absorbing it,Fantasy…
The darkis where youshow yourself
I wake in the morning and reach for her like a mercury phantomLike a dream between the photonsSilently rolling over the thin…