Is it the knightly gaze?The one that makes you feelAs if you are the only person in the worldWherever we’re together?
Dilutionwas the only solution.
She came like a flowerBeautiful and lightSwinging with the wind
Like a parcel or letter, sent to the wrong address,doomed to sit on a dresser for months, until the dust grays the paper and the stamp…
Impish give and take,laugh, dance, procrastination…Caution, wet floor sign.
Pain, the choice, the route,over prideful solitude,cleavage candor.
even though I don’t knowyour favorite coloryour songthe girl you loved for so long
Stories inspired by the many many hours I spend in coffee shops around NYC