In this great bustling city, there is a haven just South East of the river. A melting pot of culture, of arts, and of enterprise. A place for everyone, young and old. As I sit here by glistening waters, I see many flags, I hear many languages, I smell chow mein and crepes, I feel … Continue reading Greenwich
An illuminated streak, a warm surprise,she turns around and watches as he peels open sleepy eyes. "Good morning, my king", she whispers, brushing her lips against his jaw, and he simply gazes at her, lips parted in awe. "My beautiful queen", he mutters and brushes platinum strands from her face. She smiles softly, in love; … Continue reading Good Morning
How is it fair that you got to touch me before I could ever feel like I could touch myself?
fantastical and magical and all-around wonderful and marvellous, fantabulous, and tremendous (I really can’t articulate my love for you, my dear)
He is my poet, and I want to be his poetry.