Seated diagonally, next to each other.
Better for me to hear, but also more intimate, closer to each other. Continue reading ‘The drink’
Second glass of wine still swirling half full in the glass and all I can do not to say, to write, to text, Continue reading ‘Unguarded’
You step out into clear crisp autumn air, and are suddenly struck, with a sharpness that pierces your heart, that somewhere along the way you’ve lost something Continue reading ‘Breathless’
You asked me where my mind goes, when it wanders.
I can’t answer the question. Continue reading ‘Where the mind wanders’
You greet me in a double handshake, your hands warm and greatly dwarfing mine. My expression is meant to be schooled into a mask of calm pleasantness, aware as I am that true happiness does not sit well on my features. I fail, however, and I know it. There is no hiding that I am glad to see you; my eyes would give me away even if my expression did not. Continue reading ‘A soft place to land’
One of the account execs reminded me of James.
Something in the reserved manner, something in the shape of his face, something about his mouth (Wait, no, did I ever really notice James’s mouth when we worked together? I don’t remember even daring to really look at him let alone notice his mouth)… Continue reading ‘Dreams of Innocence and Desire’