Unsigned Love Letters: Magic In A Bottle

You’d be happy to know that today, I have finally accepted that it is futile, unbecomingly so, to wish for the untethered vestiges of my mind to morph my image of you…

Follies

The course of true love never did run smooth…

Unsigned Love Letters: To Love Is To Know – Part II

The cherry tree outside my window is so full of flowers, its ready to burst and if you were here, I’d spin a tale – for your ears alone – of a brief burst of love as bright and rare as the pink in bloom…