it's October, and the days are getting shorter. Once again my room is all flickering candles and Midlake songs, and sometimes you still come by with such short notice. I saw you last night so differently. what was it, and what was it that i was feeling when you left? just as I was smelling my pillows, you texted to ask "why do you always smell so good, what is it?, it's on me and I can't stop thinking about you"
I fell asleep that night so happy and warm, dreaming of snow.
I found your blog through Steven's blog...the Golden Fish. The title of your blog intrigued me, but it was the subtitle that really lured me in. I like what I see.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you express yourself through words.
Love is love.
Thank you!
You write beautifully!
ReplyDeletemmmmmmmmm...sweet.
ReplyDeleteThis is a terrific piece Jeffrey. Equal parts of romance,reflection,and longing. The magic mix.
ReplyDeleteSo romantic!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely swell writing. A great blend of the subjective and objective. You should publish.
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