To the daydreamer whose never caught with their eyes closed, because you know that’s not the way to catch a dream – no.Read More
You came and went again – it seems I wasn’t looking.
A single moment. I stopped and was hooked.
O’ across the country and to the next –
but there you were not. I would know, I Looked.
Clearing the way for Autumn already?Read More
We flew away, towards your summer sun More eager than Dawn we packed suitcases, Upon the foreign terrain, all undone. Exploring these new and unknown places carelessly careful, adventurous and young. Then favouring the quieter moments – mid – summer picnics, a threat of thunder, turned away, gave in to its encroachment. Stolen conversations huddled under, voices brush…Read More
With you, you have bought the days of Summer!Read More