Cyrano

I stood there in the darkness and looked upon you La Lune (my moon) I dared not let you see the look upon me as I gasped in your starlit glory. Dared not climb the balcony as brave as a Romeo would be but I sent you my voice. Yes, it was me. It was … More Cyrano

Sweet Like Chocolate

Memories come sweet like chocolate on a warm summer’s day. Should I consume them quickly lest memories melt away or savour them slowly one small piece at a time? Your skin was the colour of chocolate and smooth as butter, deep, dark eyes entrancing soon sent my heart aflutter and your sweet laughter which made … More Sweet Like Chocolate